01-18-2005, 10:57 PM | #11 | ||
Elf Lord
Join Date: Dec 2000
Location: Fountain Valley, CA
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"There is no one righteous, not even one; there is no one who understands, no one who seeks God. All have turned away, they have together become worthless; there is no one who does good, not even one. Their throats are open graves; their tongues practice deceit. The poison of vipers is on their lips. Their mouths are full of cursing and bitterness. Their feet are swift to shed blood; ruin and misery mark their ays, and the way of peace they do not know. There is no fear of God before their eyes." If you look at Japan and Germany during World War 2, and see how entire populations behaved with such callous brutality, or if you look at the American South and see how hundreds and even thousands of "decent citizens" became racist thugs or mobs, or if you look at the mob of the City of Rome during the days of the Roman Empire . . . I could go on and on. Human nature is described accurately in that passage, in my opinion. Belief in Christ is therefore of critical importance, because people's views without looking to the Godly standard as it is revealed to us can easily be skewed and incorrect. Indeed, without Christ in our lives actively changing us into his likeness, we cannot truly be good people. Quote:
"The wrath of God is being revealed from heaven against all the godlessness and wickedness of men who suppress the truth by their wickedness, since what may be known about God is plain to them, because God has made it plain to them. For since the creation of the world God's invisible qualities-his eternal power and divine nature-have been clearly seen, being understood from what has been made, so that men are without excuse." It's my personal opinion that physical death is not the end of people's chances of accepting Christ, also.
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If the world has indeed, as I have said, been built of sorrow, it has been built by the hands of love, because in no other way could the soul of man, for whom the world was made, reach the full stature of its perfection. ~Oscar Wilde, written from prison Oscar Wilde's last words: "Either the wallpaper goes, or I do." |
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