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Departure From The Truth
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I want to go to church, but the chur church next door although C of E has a lovely lady vicar and is involved in Ecumenism. Couldn't touch it with a barge pole.
So what do I do?
So what do I do?
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For more on marking an answer as the "Best Answer", please visit our FAQ.Theland, //I don't have a religion. Religion is man made and is mans effort to reconcile himself to God.
That is not me.//
What is ‘you’ then? You cling to the word of the bible, you want to join a church, you object to women in the priesthood, you object to churches attempting to build bridges, and yet you claim to have no religion. That, in your own mind, may render your understanding of things otherworldly above and beyond that of other men, but it’s abject nonsense. You’re as hooked on religion as anyone who cleaves to it - and rather more than most.
That is not me.//
What is ‘you’ then? You cling to the word of the bible, you want to join a church, you object to women in the priesthood, you object to churches attempting to build bridges, and yet you claim to have no religion. That, in your own mind, may render your understanding of things otherworldly above and beyond that of other men, but it’s abject nonsense. You’re as hooked on religion as anyone who cleaves to it - and rather more than most.
By the way, I forgot to thank you for sinking down to my level to even bother to post a comment.
Surely you have been dragged away from matters of great importance in order to muck in with the great unwashed. Tugging my forelock I beg your forgiveness for bringing you down from your ivory tower, the heights of intellectual exclusiveness.
Stick to chatter bank or adverts. Much safer for your delicate demeanour.
Surely you have been dragged away from matters of great importance in order to muck in with the great unwashed. Tugging my forelock I beg your forgiveness for bringing you down from your ivory tower, the heights of intellectual exclusiveness.
Stick to chatter bank or adverts. Much safer for your delicate demeanour.