- Atheism is a non-prophet organization.
- When cannibals ate a missionary, they got a taste of religion.
Från reddit.
Tankar om Gud, att vara kristen och bibeln.
You don't become a rock star unless you've got something missing somewhere. That is obvious to me. If you were of sound mind or a more complete person, you could feel normal without 70 000 people a night screaming their love for you.
Blaise Pascal called it the God-shaped hole. Everyone's got one but some are blacker and wider than others. It's a feeling of being abandoned, cut adrift in space and time.
-- Bono
I have three things I'd like to say today. First, while you were sleeping last night, 30,000 kids died of starvation or diseases related to malnutrition. Second, most of you don't give a shit. What's worse is that you're more upset with the fact that I said shit than the fact that 30,000 kids died last night.
And let us do what we can,
Not climb every mountain,
But, dismissing pipe dreams,
Climb one splendid mountain,
Doing—not less than, not more than—but precisely what we can,
That our life may be filled with attainable meaning.
Makir was fed up. He had been working out in the fields for as long as he remembered, following in the inevitable tradition and deeply planted footsteps of his father and grandfather. He looked at the bleating and dirt-stained flock around him. "Never think that this is worth nothing", he could hear his father's words so often spoken. "You should always care for them as if they were your own." But even if they had been his own, Makir wished for something greater. He was fed up with being bossed around and looked upon as lower than the lowest. After all, he was a young man with ambition. Could he not be meant for something more than this? That was the day when Makir decided to leave.
Despite his family's protests and worries, he packed his limited belongings and moved away to the city. He started working as a simple street salesman, but with time and hard work, he had created his own successful business and had soon chosen to forget the simplicity and hardships he once endured. He rejected the life he had left behind. It was the kind of life with which he did not want to be associated. His standing in the city was such that he could not afford it either. Makir had reached his goal.
This is why Makir wasn't there. He got to hear the story much later – how a bright creature nearly made his father's heart stop, and how they had all hurried into town to see the wonderful child...
Då så - här är min hemlighet:
Jag berättar den för dig med en öppenhjärtighet som jag tvivlar på att jag någonsin igen kan uppamma, så jag hoppas att du sitter i ett tyst rum när du hör dessa ord. Min hemlighet är att jag behöver Gud - att jag är trött och inte längre orkar klara mig på egen hand. Jag behöver Gud för att hjälpa mig att ge eftersom jag verkar ha mist förmågan att ge; att hjälpa mig vara förstående, eftersom jag verkar ha mist förmågan att förstå; att hjälpa mig att älska, eftersom jag verkar ha mist förmågan att älska.
Respekt för ordet är det första krav i den disciplin genom vilken en människa kan fostras till mognad - intellektuellt, emotionellt och moraliskt.
Respekt för ordet - dess bruk med strängaste omsorg och i omutlig inre sanningskärlek - är också för samhället och släktet ett villkor för tillväxt.
Att missbruka ordet är att visa förakt för människan. Det underminerar broarna och förgiftar källorna. Så för det oss bakåt på människoblivandets långa väg.
"Sannerligen säger jag eder att för vart fåfängt ord -."