tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-84990141878573611342024-03-08T08:40:54.620-06:00No hay vida sin DiosAdulthood is a scam, I want my childhood back, please.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00621058593005796752noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8499014187857361134.post-65236440167347282532013-08-20T15:15:00.002-05:002013-08-20T15:15:04.632-05:00The Harsh Truth<span style="font-family: Times New Roman;">
</span><span style="color: #bf9000;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Fact: We are going to die.</span> </span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Unfortunately, that is the most evident fact in everyday
life.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>People die every day.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It’s depressing to hear, no one likes to hear
it; I certainly don’t.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We don’t know <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">when</i> we are going to die or <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">how</i>.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>I’m not trying to lead on to a sermon here.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>If anything, I’m curious to hear what other
people’s thoughts are out there in the world.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>The thing is, when I have come across other people’s thoughts on
websites, whether believers or atheists, it becomes pretty hostile.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I think it is unnecessary to be cruel to a
person because they are an atheist or because they believe in God or because
they are unsure <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">what</i> they believe. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Blogging has become kind of like a hobby to
just get things of my chest publicly that I am ok to share and not expecting or
hoping for responses.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>However, with this
blog entry, I do hope for responses.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>No
gimmicks or ads here, just a human being here that wants to hear what you
think.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>With that said, if you are an
atheist, I’d love to hear your thoughts on why you are an atheist.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>If you believe in God, I’d love to hear your
thoughts on why you believe in God.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>If you’re in the middle
and not sure, I’d still love to hear your thoughts.<o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
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</span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00621058593005796752noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8499014187857361134.post-83708589585840783672013-06-11T10:28:00.001-05:002013-06-11T10:52:03.306-05:00If God is a Myth, then Living must be in Vain<span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"> </span><span style="font-family: Times New Roman;">To science I ask, please explain to me the human heart.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>When I first became pregnant, I saw my son through the ultra sound monitor and he was just a blinking dot which was his heart beat. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It was amazing and the most beautiful moment of my life, ever. It was bliss that I felt I could touch heaven and the skies. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The miracle of life is an awesome, wonderful miracle that blew me off my feet. It’s a love that pierces you deep inside to your soul and mind.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times New Roman;">Having experienced birth, evolution is unfounded. How did life come about?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>What purpose is there? <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I don’t accept that we’re just doomed to die with no afterlife, hence my belief that if God is a myth, then living must be in vain.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times New Roman;">Living life without any sort of accountability is not logical to me. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I understand to live life as you want and “not care what anybody thinks.” <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>So what, right? <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The truth is gratification is temporary. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>There are always consequences and accountability to each and every one of our actions, whether positive or negative. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We aren’t given a second chance in life. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It’s a blessed freedom to choose God and I honestly respect those who differ. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I want to understand why everyone differs and will continue the quest. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I feel a release in my heart and freedom in the truth to choose that there is a God. It is said that the Bible is manmade. However, there is no argument that the human heart is most certainly not man made.</span></div>
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or how the embryo grows in a woman’s womb:<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00621058593005796752noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8499014187857361134.post-46773637115586297812012-12-11T23:58:00.000-06:002013-08-21T09:50:28.150-05:00Contemplating AtheismWhen I think of the disgusting and horrible things that
happen in the world, especially involving children, I question how could there
be a God? <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The suffering and agony that
humans go through from other humans is too much to handle. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It’s unbearable. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It’s an awful reality to accept that there are
appalling things that occur around the world that we are not even aware of!<o:p></o:p><br />
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How could God allow such things to happen? <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>How can an almighty God allow abuse, torture,
beatings, blood and the most unimaginable things ever? <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>What possible plan or purpose could there be
for this? <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>How could God permit this… how
could God be omnipresent and not stop these things from happening? <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>If I could loudly scream here at the top of my
lungs: <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>WHY, WHY, WHY? <o:p></o:p></div>
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It’s a very lonely and dark, awful place to dwell thinking
about all these unanswered questions and thoughts. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Dwelling in these thoughts gives me hopelessness,
fear and depression.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I think they are
valid questions that deserve an answer and explanation, yet I have no answers
or explanations. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Contemplating atheism, I hit a wall where I don’t want to
turn to God.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I get angry, sad and
confused.<o:p></o:p><br />
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It’s then that I am reminded of something that God did in my
life.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>My hope, faith and proof that God became
real in my life:<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>God saved my Dad.<o:p></o:p></div>
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My father was an alcoholic and drug user that at one point
abandoned us. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>My mother was also very
unstable in the situation. It was a very rough upbringing of verbal and
physical abuse and dealing with an alcoholic father.<o:p></o:p></div>
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When I was about eight years old, my mom would take my
sister and me to prayer services where the staff would gather in a circle on
our knees to pray to God.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Although I
really hated these prayers services, I decided to participate on several occasions
to pray.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Particularly on one occasion, I
remember vividly, I gave it all I had in me and prayed on my knees, begging and
crying to God to save my dad. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I loved my
father very much. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I didn’t want him to
die from his alcohol and drug problem. I felt like something would happen to
him. I hated that my parents would fight. I prayed to God that my Dad would give
up alcohol and drugs and surrender his life to God. <o:p></o:p></div>
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God heard loud
and clear.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>My dad surrendered his life
to God and he no longer is an alcoholic and his life doesn’t depend on drugs
anymore. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He is actively part of a church
and dedicates every single morning to personal devotions with God and reading
scripture.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He is a changed man and it’s my
Dad’s example that brings me back to God.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I believe in my heart that God created the world, as the
Bible says, and that Jesus died on the Cross for our sins.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I believe the relationship between God and the human race is
that of a child with an adult. As a child, I never understood my parent’s
restrictions and teachings of life. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It
didn’t make sense and there was a desire to rebel. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Now as an adult and as a mom, their rules make
sense. I feel the same is with life and God.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>We have free will and the consequences, our own, and the whole idea of God
doesn’t make sense.<o:p></o:p></div>
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When I ponder atheism, I still wonder about the horrible
crimes of this earth. Will the people who caused horrendous crimes and
evil-doing just get away with it? Are there no consequences? That’s it?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It’s over?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Just like the same question can be asked about God of what possible plan
could there be with life, the same question I have to atheism, what then?<o:p></o:p></div>
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One of the human traits I despise the most is selfishness.
It is hard for me to accept that is a flaw and it’s embarrassing to admit that
I can be selfish sometimes but it’s true. However, I strive not to be selfish. I don’t
want my son to grow up to be selfish either.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Pride can rip at my heart and build a wall to live a life without God
and not needing him and surrendering to him and I don’t want that.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It doesn’t give me peace.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I decide against atheism because I truly, with all my heart,
find that there is more to this life than just the human race and universe.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Although I have the same questions and
concerns as atheists, especially regarding people and children who have
suffered and been killed innocently, I choose to put all those feelings, life’s
burdens, obstacles and fears to God and surrender that I don’t have the
answers and to just trust God.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>To deny God’s existence to me
is on the contrary, unrealistic. <o:p></o:p></div>
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I’ve read where God is said to be a myth.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>To me, God gave life.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Life is real, I see it, I feel it, I hear it;
and if I put my hand on my chest and focus for a second, can feel my heartbeat.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It’s a heartbeat that outside of my control
will have an end one day…and that to me is, undeniable.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Isaiah 40:28-31. (NIV)<o:p></o:p></div>
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<span class="text">The </span><span class="small-caps"><span style="font-variant: small-caps;">Lord</span></span><span class="text"> is the everlasting God,</span><br />
<span class="text">the Creator of the ends of the earth.</span><br />
<span class="text">He will not grow tired or weary,</span><br />
<span class="text">and his understanding no one can fathom.</span><o:p></o:p></div>
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30 <span class="text">but those who hope in the </span><span class="small-caps"><span style="font-variant: small-caps;">Lord</span></span><br />
<span class="text">will renew their strength.</span><br />
<span class="text">They will soar on wings like eagles;</span><br />
<span class="text">they will run and not grow weary,</span><br />
<span class="text">they will walk and not be faint.</span><o:p></o:p></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00621058593005796752noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8499014187857361134.post-73798839736114573512012-08-23T23:58:00.000-05:002012-08-23T23:58:36.651-05:00espíritu
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Sometimes, I wish I had the answers to life and everything
that is going on.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I don’t get why things
happen.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It’s a cliché to say but life
sure is a mystery.<o:p> </o:p></div>
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My grandfather died this past Tuesday, and writing about it
is of most comfort right now.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p> </o:p></div>
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He had diabetes and had suffered with it a long time. His
body just basically shut down.<o:p> </o:p></div>
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I visited my family at the ER and saw him after he had
passed.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He looked like he was sleeping
and like he would wake at any moment.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>That
is how peaceful he looked.<o:p> </o:p></div>
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As I stood in front of him and looked at him, it’s an overwhelming
feeling to know that although he is physically there, he was gone.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I thought about where his spirit could be and
whether he was around us and if he can see us.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>I was thinking about that because I have read stories of people who
experienced the afterlife briefly but came back to life. In some of the
stories, the person can see themselves dead on the hospital bed and the people standing around, so I just wondered.<o:p> </o:p></div>
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It is a time such as the one being in front of my deceased
grandfather where my beliefs are reaffirmed that there is more to life than
just the human race and this planet.<o:p> </o:p></div>
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If you can’t see something, then how can you believe
it?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>That is a valid question by people
who do not believe in God.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I have wondered
it myself.<o:p> </o:p></div>
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So that brings me to wonder about souls and spirits.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>If they don’t exist, what kept him
alive?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>What keeps your heart beating?
Even if you are healthy, what keeps your heart beating?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p> </o:p></div>
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As humans we see each other every day.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We interact, function, work, etc.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We are alive and breathing.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Although I can talk to you and
look you straight in the eye, what keeps you alive?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I can’t see what keeps you alive.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Are we just dead after we die and nothing
more? We are just made to be in coffins forever or to be ashes forever?<o:p> </o:p></div>
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I think about when I was first pregnant with my son.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>How did he come to be? How did I even know he
was there besides just a positive pregnancy test?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We now have the wonderful technology of
ultrasounds, and I was able to see my son when he was just a blinking dot on
the ultrasound screen.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It was the most
magical moment of my life.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>What about
those people back in time when ultrasounds weren’t around, up until the baby
was born, how did they know that there was a person living inside of them?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>They may have felt the baby, but can’t see
the baby. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The miracle of babies is
another reaffirmation of my belief in God.<o:p> </o:p></div>
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These are just my thoughts; I've been fascinated with
God since I was a child.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Although I
cannot see God, faith is really what keeps my beliefs strong.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Yet, I know and respect those against the
belief of God and that say he is a myth. I see their points.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>I certainly continue reading on about atheism and science’s view because
heck, I would be a liar to write that I have never been skeptical. I still always have questions.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>However, I don’t find that science has all
the answers.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I think it is okay for one
to acknowledge and say that they do not have all the answers.<o:p> </o:p></div>
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I am thankful for my family and that through difficult
times, God is always reliably there for me.</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00621058593005796752noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8499014187857361134.post-73450883744354819112012-04-23T11:06:00.001-05:002012-04-23T11:06:02.746-05:00Vida<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Atheism is something I never understand, except when I’m being selfish.</span></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00621058593005796752noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8499014187857361134.post-29916578025406866442012-04-10T22:28:00.001-05:002012-04-10T22:30:51.610-05:00ThoughtsI want to live in the Berenstain Bears tree house.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00621058593005796752noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8499014187857361134.post-33901513683463577722012-04-03T06:17:00.000-05:002012-04-03T06:17:24.843-05:00<br />
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Oh, McDonald’s iced coffee, how dear you are to me.<o:p></o:p></div>
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We have great times, together, oh yes, indeed.<o:p></o:p></div>
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From mornings, to the afternoon, and evenings, too,<o:p></o:p></div>
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You bring me delight… anytime of the day.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I want to thank you for putting an extra sparkle in my day.<o:p></o:p></div>
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You taste so good, and make me happy, I must say.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I plead and ask through this ode...to never go away.<o:p></o:p></div>
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