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Just to clarify, God knows I don't believe in Him.

I don't care what the Bible says about everyone actually knowing God is real. Psh. When I invoke God, the casual blasphemy is only made sweeter by my utter lack of belief in anything remotely like a deity. Silly ass nonsense.

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  1. Happy late birthday (real late).

    And: Does the Bible say everyone really believes in God?

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  2. I seem to recall it says something very much to that tune. I know I had a discussion with Charles on GameFAQs about that way, way back in the day, where he basically said he had to take the Bible's word over mine as to what I know and believe, or some such. That was a long time ago.

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  3. I should look up the verse, but that would require a fair amount of browsing, and I'm lazy these days.

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  4. Heh, I know all too well about the lazy. I could just as easily look it up, but (as you know by now) I didn't.

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  5. Someday, perhaps on a lonely road, you will see the light and you will know and believe.

    And one point, I felt the same way and I did not believe in God. It wasn't a mealy-mouthed questioning of the possibility of His existence, but a simple affirmation that God doesn't exist and when I die, this all ends.

    The Bible says that all people have His Law written in their hearts. However, there will be those who say in their hearts that there is no God, which I read as saying that not everyone truly believes or acknowledges the reality of God.

    Toadvine

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  6. Toad, I'll wager you were brought up Christian, though, or at least in a Christian household. I've seen a lot of folk leave the flock, and eventually return. Reckon it's a little different for those of us never really understood Christianity, faith, or any religion to begin with.

    If I'm wrong, and you weren't raised into Christianity, or any other religion, I mean no offense. Hell, I mean no offense if I'm right.

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  7. "Someday, perhaps on a lonely road, you will see the light and you will know and believe."

    My pop's been saying stuff like this for about 15 years now. And you know what? I've been through some pretty rough shit, massively painful problems leading to surgery, serious depression, and all that, during that time, but I've never once felt the pressence of the Holy Spirit or anything like that. I have to admit, I have found myself in the middle of having my appendix burst, passing a gal stone, or dealing with a surprisingly bad migraine earnestly hoping that some kind of deity would step in and make the pain go away, but I still hurt afterwards just the same.

    I've been almost as down as a bloke can be, and I haven't once glimpsed a single spiritual thing. I've learnt to try to avoid saying I'll never do something, but I can't help but feeling promises of faith to come are much like that far off day where Jesus shall come (with Armagedon at his heels) like a theif in the night.

    I have no faith in faith. And I've never understood why anyone else. Not in a sympathetic understanding, anyway.

    Not that I haven't tried. It's not fun thinking most of the world believes in something very akin to nonsense, and hold your lack of belief against you. It's not fun finding out one day your father has joined those ranks, and that most of your extended family was already there.

    And I always like to know where those I disagree with are coming from. But religious faith just isn't something I can empathize with.

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