Good Morning Sagacious Flowers,
There’s a few of you, and you know who you are, that believe God carries around a schedule that indicates when it’s time for us to jump from this rock. I’m not claiming any particular insight to how God goes about things, but wouldn’t you think God has more important things to tend to? It seems to me, we as God’s offspring do a pretty good job of killing each other without having a predetermined date with death.
Looking at it objectively, without knowing how or why the earth cracks open and swallows up a loved one and instantly vaporized, always say “It must be God’s will!” But what about the ever increasing number of self-described holy conduits claiming to know God’s will? These human beings would have you believe faith not science will overcome all maladies that beset us. I wonder what John Travolta thinks.
I read an article about yet another religious idiot willing to watch his daughter die rather than seek medical attention. http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,535861,00.html?test=latestnews Below is an excerpt taken from Neumann’s testimony on trial (deservedly so) for murder and is of course unconscionable. At least snake handlers get what’s coming to them, but what did this little girl do other than to have miss-placed faith in her father? Dad will do what’s ever necessary…right?
“If I go to the doctor, I am putting the doctor before God,” Neumann said. “I am not believing what he said he would do.”
Madeline died March 23, 2016, of diabetes on the floor of the family’s rural Weston home as people surrounded her and prayed.
Neumann, who once studied to be a Pentecostal minister, preached to the jury about his faith in God’s healing powers and cried out like he was talking to the Lord. He said he has been a born-again Christian since 1992.
He testified he thought Madeline had the flu or perhaps a fever but never expected her to die. He thought she was in a deep sleep but not unconscious, even though her breathing was labored.
At one point in his nearly four hours of testimony, Neumann cried and nearly whispered to the jury:
“Who am I to predict death when death is an appointed time for all of us?” he asked.
I personally hope this asshole gets the maximum! I know it’s not Christ-like to wish an incurable disease with blistered weeping sores and unbearable pain, but it would be a fitting end for this dipshit. God’s death schedule seems unnecessary and should be relegated to the dogma shit pile. Killing in the name of God, Satan, Isis, Dr. Phil, Chuck Norris, Presidents, Potentates, or Philthy Phil, seem quite unnecessary given our own preoccupation with killing.
The litany of delusional “self-appointed Holymen” springing up like Dandelions approach life as if we were cavemen looking at a total eclipse for the first time. “What happened to the sun?” “What unseen force has taken life from us?” Falling on our knees waiting for the end to come the sun reappears and we rejoice at being delivered from a monster.
I know this country was founded on religious freedom, and ‘proud we are of that,’ but to deny a child medical attention that would have saved her life, begs for a constitutional amendment!