I was significantly wrong in these above comments, and I recant my statements (I am unable to delete them). Anyone who maintains that Jesus Christ is NOT the Son of God is not a Christian. People...
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I was significantly wrong in these above comments, and I recant my statements (I am unable to delete them). Anyone who maintains that Jesus Christ is NOT the Son of God is not a Christian. People...
I have come to the conclusion in my life that Christ Jesus is the way, the truth, and the life. I have become an evangelical Christian, and Christ is the embodiment of truth.
I recant my previous statements. Yes, humans are naturally evil. The Bible teaches that all have sinned and all fall short of the glory of God. We are totally depraved. However, we can find freedom...
I thought the question of 'Does God exist?' was unanswered, but the Bible has satisfied this for me. Glory to God in the highest, and may we all seek forgiveness in Christ via placing faith in him...
Updating my comments to say that I am now an evangelical Christian despite having been an atheist so long ago. I now find hope in Jesus Christ, the Lord of Creation.
Updating my comments here to say that I recant of everything that disagrees with Christianity. I have found forgiveness and salvation in Jesus Christ, and I invite anyone who reads this comment to...
I recant this statement.
Glory to God in the highest.
Updating my comments here to say that freedom from material needs will probably never be found, but freedom from sin can be found in Christ Jesus.
I think it's fair to say that people are not born with an immediate religious disposition (Christian, Muslim, etc), but the fact that cultures around the world have developed religious beliefs...
Updating my response to this question.
What unites all of humanity is that we have all fallen short of the glory of God; we have all sinned and are in need of a savior, and that savior is Jesus...
Updating this post to say I have found forgiveness in Jesus Christ, the only son of God, and all of us can as well if we place faith in Him as our Lord and Savior and repent of our sins.
The thought I had just now: morality that depends on something that can change cannot be objective.
Glory to God in the highest.
I renounce these comments. We are either slaves to sin or slaves to Christ. There is no freedom in sin. In Christ, there is freedom from sin and condemnation, and in Christ, there is freedom from the...
In defense of the Catholic Church, this is a bald-faced lie. I don't ever recall them preaching on Atheism in my time as a Catholic, and I misrepresented them and harmed their image by saying this.
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In retrospect, this is not a contradiction, as the creation account is not refuted by later Biblical texts.
The science of how all of humanity derived from an original pair is beyond me - but just...
I want to take an opportunity to recant ALL of these statements here, and to confess my sin of lying and fabricating an experience.
I never lived in an abusive context. I never had abusive...
I wish to recant of the way this comment can come across, as if to discredit the Bible.
Also, as a now-evangelical Christian, my creation account holds that this is true.
My new answer to...
In the exhibit of my heart,
there hangs the work my soul has wrought.
a golden glow breaking through your hair
leads into us in your backyard in the early hours,
still,
save for the sound of...
Richgrove (Home)
There, far east of the highway,
deep in the black blanket cast by the solemn hills
during sunrise, she rests--
she with the roads and walkways of dust
whose clay-colored haze...
Tailor, thank you so much for your kind words! I was especially happy that you had similar experiences in your hometown and areas you've grown up with which you could relate. I'm sure you'll agree...
Out in the San Joaquin
From the hilltops, those swaths of yellow and green--
the fields of dry grass where the rabbits scurry,
the squares of vines and the pistachio groves where children
in...
Three-and-a-half years never seemed so brief, right?
When I was re-reading my poems and other favorites from this forum almost a week ago, I was wondering to myself whether the same group of poets...
Boyhood
Now, I dwell on that little boy
who shoveled dirt and rocks
(Daddy I have to sneeze)
in the pasture on Saturdays--
who, within the mud-colored clouds
caused by his irregular hunching...
In Tibet
They say the soul
is like a pond
shrouded in fog
and death,
a ripple.
On August nights by the bay,
after the weary sun dips below the sea
and the stars dimly blink against the opaque sky,
I imagine us sitting at the café,
where the shimmering edges of the midnight...