Moved on? No. The last line of my blog entry applies here, though. The part about not knowing until you know.

That’s what happened to me. Blinders were on my eyes right up until the moment they were lifted. It is my hope for you that that will make sense someday.

Thanks for the reply. I see this blog has… MOVED ON!

No Donny and I would never pick fights with each other. I appreciate the answers from all of you. I still can’t put logic to a couple of them but I’m not here to dispute or argue. I’m here to listen to different opinions and then try to put the most logical answers together to form my own opinion. I apologize for some of the above sarcasm because I was having a bad night last night. Due to the circumstances, once again I’m sorry for a few of the above words.

Donny,

Let me address some of my concerns in a non agressive way.

1. It seems logical that if god purposely created us to be “NON” perfect then he would be the one to credit for our mistakes.
Donny, So far I have not been able to associate logic to any of the given answers concerning this topic. The “choice” theory that I’ve heard a few times doesn’t make logical since to me because If I write a computer program that makes choices then I can’t be mad at the program for making a certain choice because it is a choice that I wrote in to the programming and it is simply doing what I told it to do. As you have said yourself “when the bible was written people were not as educated as we are today” and because of that many of the things written in the bible do not make since now.

David, I like that poem.

2. Donny, your timeline theory makes perfect logical since to me. Sometimes we get mixed up in today and forget the big picture. A bee sting does hurt, but as you said the 5 minutes of pain is a drop in the bucket.
But what about being stuck in the chest from a stingray? What is the lesson there, not to swim next to a stingray? If so then shouldn’t sudden death be a bit much of a punishment for Erwin and his young daughter? That’s a pretty tough lesson for a little girl, too.

I sometimes have dreams of my dad talking to me and last night I had a dream of my step dad talking to me. I don’t believe that they were conscious and talking to me I believe that likely it is my sub conscious mind just like any other dream.
Why is it not logical that the dream you had the other night was nothing more then a dream? Sometimes they seem real, sometimes they do not. Sometimes they make since, sometimes they do not. Sometimes you remember them and sometimes you do not. They are dreams.

I’m sure that it appears that I use logic to do nothing but try and prove that there is no god. What you probably don’t see, well, I believe that you see it but most of your readers do not, is that I’m trying hard to convince myself otherwise so I’m using questions of logic to try and pick peoples brains to prove to myself that there is a god. So far I’m still not there but I’m hoping that I will see something or feel something soon before people give up and stop answering my questions.

I have a friend that I grew up with. His name is Steve Dixon, we were friends back in High school and come to think of it you may remember him from high school. He became a truck driver and drove for a few years. I didn’t hear from him during that few years. I heard rumors that he has become very religious and he carried the miniature version of the king James version in his back pocket and pulled it out and read it several times a day and that he would quote relevant scriptures to people all the time pertaining to problems that they were having.
He had a nice house, nice cars, and he was financially set.
He had stopped by my house once, not to preach, but to pay a debt, he said “remember that switchblade knife that you used to have when we were kids”, I said yeah, he said “How much did you pay for that knife and how much was it worth to you” By this time I pretty much knew what direction this conversation was going so I told him that I didn’t pay much for it and it didn’t mean anything to me. He told me that he had taken it and he wanted to make it right with me. I told him what I had paid for it and that it was no big deal at all, the fact that he driven clear to my house to tell me that he had taken it several years later meant more to me then the small price of the knife but he insisted on paying for it anyway.
I asked him what happened to make you suddenly believe in god after all this time I’m curious!
He replied by telling me a story of how he was laying in his room one night preying that if there is a god please show him. Then suddenly he said that this very strong feeling came over his entire body, it was so real and so peaceful yet powerful at the same time. He said that there was no mistaking that feeling.
Less then a year later Steve was driving down the road in his truck in some other state, he slammed on the brakes and jumped out of his truck. He took off his clothes and started walking down the road naked. Cars and trucks were backed up for miles until he was arrested and his truck was moved off the road.
Steve lost his mind, he became schizophrenic and he would hear voices and see things that were not there. I’ve seen him a couple times since that time, he’s unshaven, he doesn’t comb his hair, he’s homeless and sometimes I see his mug shot in the local county jail, usually for drunken in public or disorderly conduct. His own brother just writes him off as “he’s lost his mind, he’s crazy” this is pretty sad, I feel like I care more about this then his own brother but I could be wrong.
What lesson is steve supposed to be learning from this?