This is a hate-free blog
Yet another comment has been left on this blog accusing me of being what I am not:
This is the most awful, hate filled blog I have ever read.
No doubt there are some who would consider this a compliment, nay, honour, but not me, because it is not what I am about. Sarah Miller’s comment was in relation to my views on homosexuality. There is a false doctrine which has spread far and wide in the past few years which says that you mustn’t criticise somone’s sexual behaviour otherwise it is ‘hatred’ because God made them that way and there is nothing they can do about it. Many churches are also preaching this damnable heresy.
The point is that Christ died for sinners. I am a sinner. We all are. I once made this comment on an article on the Daily Mail’s website, to which one irate woman replied, “Excuse me Stewart Cowan, but I am not a sinner”.
Yeah, right, and I bet her farts smell like honeysuckle blossom.
The point is that none of us is perfect and it is sin unrepented of that keeps us from a holy God. Christ died to bridge this gap between a sinful world and a perfect Heaven; to deal with sin, death and Hell once and for all for those who follow Him.
Sarah Miller goes on to make the common mistake of confusing judging with warning.
So you see, to alert a brother or sister to the wages of sin, is an act of love. I have already been threatened with having my words recorded as a ‘homophobic incident’. If I didn’t care passionately about the salvation of others, I wouldn’t risk bringing trouble on myself.
I hope this clarifies the truth of the matter.
You deserve support on that Stewart. I’ve yet to see any evidence on your blog that you hate anybody because of their sexual orientation, although you do criticise homosexual activities, which is a different thing altogether.
“The point is that Christ died for sinners. I am a sinner. We all are. I once made this comment on an article on the Daily Mail’s website, to which one irate woman replied, “Excuse me Stewart Cowan, but I am not a sinner”.
Yeah, right, and I bet her farts smell like honeysuckle blossom.”
They may do for all I know, but the fact remains – whether you like it or not – if you don’t believe in God, you don’t believe in sin either. No God, so sin.
It’s not difficult.
What Mambo said.
Mambo didn’t say this: this is me, as Mike Yarwood, poor chap, used to say.
Religion is a dead hand on life. Yes, it saves some people from despair but mostly it helps people lead deader lives who might have led livelier lives if they’d realised that this life is their only chance. I believe this to be true of you. You wish to help people acording to your lights: I wish to help people according to mine. You are throwing your life away, hoping for a phantom future that will impose sense on your pointless, deluded present, which could otherwise be filled with the pleasures of the everyday. And whenever that was too small you could have the wonder of the magnitude of impersonal cosmos, which struggles in its own way with meaning more than we do and in ways beyond our comprehension.
Your delusion, not that you see it as such, is your only chance, you believe, at some kind of contentment.
Some interpretations of Physics say that it’s possible that the lives that we lead exists permanently in spacetime, at all their points, its transience an illusion. I have no idea if that might be true. But, carpe diem, whether it is or not. But if it’s true, I’m very pleased about what happened between me and my lovely girlfriend who wore only a waist-length fur coat that time. I have equally fond memories of all my other girlfriends.
Jim (1),
Thank you, I appreciate it.
Mambo Jimbo,
What you say, “No God, so sin,” would be correct. But there is sin because there is God and He will judge that sin.
Jim (2),
“…it [religion] helps people lead deader lives who might have led livelier lives if they’d realised that this life is their only chance.”
Let’s see. I was a low-down, unemployable alcoholic bum. Yep, I’ve let myself go now that I go to church instead…
Let’s see. I was a low-down, unemployable alcoholic bum. Yep, I’ve let myself go now that I go to church instead…
I think you have Stewart. I have had my own battles with the electric soup as I’ve said to you before. I didn’t need religion to get me off it.
On the orginal topic, if you do by any chance get into bother as a result of your opinions let me know and I will do everything I can to speak up for you, in a court of law if necessary. You can count on that. You have my e-mail address.
Jim,
Thank you very much. I am humbled by your generosity.
It’s not generosity Stewart. It’s integrity. At your service, always. I know you would do the same.