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LonDom61 -> RE: A Guide for Dominant Men: How to Preserve Yourself (3/4/2011 1:11:38 AM)
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ORIGINAL: BenevolentM
I managed to live up to the higher Christian standard in a dramatic way though it was not my intention to do so. It was a matter of love. I called upon Christ in desperation to take pity on my beloved. Christ knew my heart. It was not my intention to be an evangelical. I called upon Christ as a means to an end. I sought his intercession. I did not call upon Christ to save me. I called upon Him to save someone who I loved dearly. I was granted a miracle.
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Ahah!
At last, on page, what? nine? we get to the Divine Accomplishment (or at least one of them). You prayed for someone...and they got better.
Wow.
That makes you touched (fingered?) by God?
Like no one's ever prayed for a loved one to recover from injury or illness before?
Like people's bodies don't often heal themselves?
And what part did medical science have in the recovery?
Theists often forget about the doctors, caregivers, researchers, etc who are actually responsible when it comes time to distribute credit & thanks. "I had a headache. I took an aspirin and prayed. My headache went away. Praise Jesus!" But rarely does it lead, as in this case to "I practically AM Jesus".
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"I prayed as a means to an end". So, just as with all (or most) intercessionary prayer, it was "I want you to do this for me". Selfless? This was your "beloved". So your prayer, if successful, would save the person...and keep that person in your life. Which, presumably, is better with that person than without them. So: still self-interested.
Any other Divine Accomplishments?
News flash for the rest of you: "He's not the Messiah. He's a very naughty boy." (that's a quote from the mother of Brian, the Actual Other Messiah)
This used to be car-crash fascinating. But now it seems we're getting to the tow trucks & ambulances gone, nothing but skidmarks & broken glass left to see stage.
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<=== Goes back to poring over the blueprints for my expansive underground Napoleonic Complex.
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Ooh, ooh...and of course, now that your prayer saved your beloved, you get to, ahem, "lord" it over her forever. "Don't forget, I saved your life. How great am I?" Cuz if you blow your horn so loud here, I can just imagine what you're like to the people around you (until, sniff, they leave & hurt you).
Yeah, selfless.
'k. Maybe there's still some fun left in poking the troll.
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