Tuesday, August 19, 2008

Christian Heal Thyself


E-van-gel-ism n. “Militant zeal for a cause.”



One of the biggest problems facing the world today is the thought among some people that their God is the one and only. Any other belief is blasphemy. Hell and damnation, fire and brimstone are sure to bring down the non-believer. Either that, or a strap-on vest or IED. ANYWAY…



Longtime readers know that here at PTB we don’t buy into any of that superstitious mumbo jumbo. We’re pretty sure that the Invisible Man in the Sky doesn’t give a rat’s ass about anything we do any more than he cares about who wins an Olympic gold medal, an Oscar or the Super Bowl. But according to a new survey, most Americans believe that God can heal a patient even though the sawbones has thrown in the towel. Uh oh, here we go again.



Imagine you have a toothache. OUCH. What’s the first thing you do? Call your dentist? Good idea. Reach for a bottle of Advil? Nice choice. Hit the sauce? It’s the poor man’s Advil. Ramble down to the drugstore and get a tube of Orajel? Couldn’t hurt. What we’re trying to say is, the first thing on your mind isn’t, “Please God, heal my toothache.” Why? ‘Cause that kind of voodoo won’t heal your abscessed molar and all but the most fervent believer knows that.


Here’s the crux of today’s biscuit…



Let’s say, for the sake of argument, that JZeus can heal a mortals wound. WTF gives you the right to get fixed? Don’t you think God is a little busy with the poor motherhubbards in Darfur? Ever seen the people in the slums of Rio? Do you know what an Untouchable from India goes through? Probably not, if you’re asking Yahweh to fix your toofus while the rest of the world suffers unimaginable horrors.



No, if you’re checkin’ out and askin’ the Big Guy for help…you’re grasping at straws. Besides, if you’re gonna meet your Maker, wouldn’t it kinda cheese Him off if you’d rather do it later rather than sooner?
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