Oh. And a dictionary definition will do?
(Here's a novel thought - The God of Dictionaries ...)
mercy is mercy. apply it to god. :shrug:
This topic has come up in another thread, and I am giving it proper attention here.
What is God's mercy?
Except that God (bible God) is both merciful and unmerciful simultaneously. I mean honestly, I'm pretty good at reasoning things out. But I just can't resolve this one to my satisfaction unless at some point I ignore or try to sneak past what the bible clearly teaches.
I've heard all the arguments. In fact I've made them all myself. Hell is not really a fiery furnace, it's just a metaphor for spiritual separation from God. God doesn't send us there, we effectively choose to go. Blah blah blah et cetera et cetera. I've even tried to argue around the apparent finality of eternal damnation with sneaky semantical tricks and novel scriptural interpretations. But in the end it's all pretty clear. If you're not right with God when the end comes, you're screwed. Forever. And being right with God means more than just paying him lip service and trying to be a decent person. Being right with God means significant personal sacrifices and lifestyle changes. You basically have to repent of all your sins, become a disciple of Jesus Christ and actively try to bring as many other people to God as you possibly can for the rest of your life. That is what the Bible demands.
Ok, fine. Let's assume that God is real, the Bible is his message to us, and that we need to put it all into practice. So off I go and do just that. Not just for the sake of it but because I've found God and I've genuinely embraced it all. Jackpot. Eternal salvation. It's not a lottery of course, but it is a reward. The Bible characterizes it as such. Life couldn't be better (life on Earth, that is). But eventually something occurs to me and slowly starts eating away at my newfound joy. I love my Mum. I love my little brothers and sisters. I love my Grandmother. But even worse than that (and you might get why it's worse in just a second), I love my dead Grandfather. My Dad wasn't in the picture when I was growing up so he was the closest thing I had to a father. And he died a couple of years ago. I imagine that you can already see where I'm going with this.
My Grandfather was the most generous man I have ever known. He had his faults that's for sure, but there's nothing he wouldn't have done for me, his family or his friends. I have very fond memories of him. We sprinkled his ashes into the ocean near where he grew up after he died. But as much as I loved him, he was apparently afflicted with the greatest flaw of all. He was agnostic, and certainly not a disciple of Jesus Christ. According to the Bible, he's going to burn in hell forever. And if I (or someone else) can't manage to bring them to God before they die, my mother, my grandmother, my two little brothers and sisters and all my friends are destined to meet the same fate. Suddenly I'm not feeling so fucking happy about going to heaven one day. What do you think I'm going to be thinking about the whole time I'm there?
I'm sorry for making this post so personal. But it's necessary to explore the reality of what we're talking about. It is personal. And when you look at it, the way it really is, ultimately there is no fucking mercy, not for all of us anyway. So to answer the question posed by the OP, "What is God's Mercy?", when all is said and done I can't see how you could argue that he has any.
I agree with Lori (eek!).
I'm sorry for making this post so personal. But it's necessary to explore the reality of what we're talking about. It is personal. And when you look at it, the way it really is, ultimately there is no fucking mercy, not for all of us anyway. So to answer the question posed by the OP, "What is God's Mercy?", when all is said and done I can't see how you could argue that he has any.
Except that God (bible God) is both merciful and unmerciful simultaneously.
But as much as I loved him, he was apparently afflicted with the greatest flaw of all. He was agnostic, and certainly not a disciple of Jesus Christ. According to the Bible, he's going to burn in hell forever.
Suddenly I'm not feeling so fucking happy about going to heaven one day. What do you think I'm going to be thinking about the whole time I'm there?
I'm sorry for making this post so personal.
So to answer the question posed by the OP, "What is God's Mercy?", when all is said and done I can't see how you could argue that he has any.
Because religion is a self-serving concept. In its vice, the only thing you should be concerned about is your own relationship with God. What others are doing is none of your business and for God to judge. Your friend is not going to be standing with you at judgment time.That really changes the idea of heaven, doesn't it? How could any person with a single ounce of integrity enjoy themselves in heavenily bliss, basking in the beatific vision, knowing full well that their friends and loved ones are having their skin boiled off, for ever and ever and ever, in God's unspeakable basement down below. The poisonous evil in this traditional vision of God not only corrupts God personally, making him identical with and indistinguishable from Satan, it corrupts all of his heartless devotees as well. There's a total and utterly appalling lack of compassion implicit in this whole picture.
I'm sorry for making this post so personal. But it's necessary to explore the reality of what we're talking about. It is personal. And when you look at it, the way it really is, ultimately there is no fucking mercy, not for all of us anyway. So to answer the question posed by the OP, "What is God's Mercy?", when all is said and done I can't see how you could argue that he has any.
This topic has come up in another thread, and I am giving it proper attention here.
What is God's mercy?
Thank you.
A fantasy.
Except that God (bible God) is both merciful and unmerciful simultaneously. I mean honestly, I'm pretty good at reasoning things out. But I just can't resolve this one to my satisfaction unless at some point I ignore or try to sneak past what the bible clearly teaches.
I've heard all the arguments. In fact I've made them all myself. Hell is not really a fiery furnace, it's just a metaphor for spiritual separation from God. God doesn't send us there, we effectively choose to go. Blah blah blah et cetera et cetera. I've even tried to argue around the apparent finality of eternal damnation with sneaky semantical tricks and novel scriptural interpretations. But in the end it's all pretty clear. If you're not right with God when the end comes, you're screwed. Forever. And being right with God means more than just paying him lip service and trying to be a decent person. Being right with God means significant personal sacrifices and lifestyle changes. You basically have to repent of all your sins, become a disciple of Jesus Christ and actively try to bring as many other people to God as you possibly can for the rest of your life. That is what the Bible demands.
Ok, fine. Let's assume that God is real, the Bible is his message to us, and that we need to put it all into practice. So off I go and do just that. Not just for the sake of it but because I've found God and I've genuinely embraced it all. Jackpot. Eternal salvation. It's not a lottery of course, but it is a reward. The Bible characterizes it as such. Life couldn't be better (life on Earth, that is). But eventually something occurs to me and slowly starts eating away at my newfound joy. I love my Mum. I love my little brothers and sisters. I love my Grandmother. But even worse than that (and you might get why it's worse in just a second), I love my dead Grandfather. My Dad wasn't in the picture when I was growing up so he was the closest thing I had to a father. And he died a couple of years ago. I imagine that you can already see where I'm going with this.
My Grandfather was the most generous man I have ever known. He had his faults that's for sure, but there's nothing he wouldn't have done for me, his family or his friends. I have very fond memories of him. We sprinkled his ashes into the ocean near where he grew up after he died. But as much as I loved him, he was apparently afflicted with the greatest flaw of all. He was agnostic, and certainly not a disciple of Jesus Christ. According to the Bible, he's going to burn in hell forever. And if I (or someone else) can't manage to bring them to God before they die, my mother, my grandmother, my two little brothers and sisters and all my friends are destined to meet the same fate. Suddenly I'm not feeling so fucking happy about going to heaven one day. What do you think I'm going to be thinking about the whole time I'm there?
I'm sorry for making this post so personal. But it's necessary to explore the reality of what we're talking about. It is personal. And when you look at it, the way it really is, ultimately there is no fucking mercy, not for all of us anyway. So to answer the question posed by the OP, "What is God's Mercy?", when all is said and done I can't see how you could argue that he has any.
Oh come one spidy man , There you go spreading rumors about Me. I got a little fantasy for you . It involves a little dutch woman and a candy Cain and your going to like it . Then we will see what you think about your own fantasyA fantasy.
I was gonna say a delusion...But that works too.
candy Cain? I'm abel.