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“Man I Love Fishin”

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Doctor REALITY wrote:
You are of your father the devil!!
He cried as he leaped into the abyss below.

Upon landing he broke his leg, yet still managed to escape the theater.
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Doctor REALITY wrote:
<quoted text>So you're calling the Holy Bible a LIAR?? So you don't believe that Almighty God is going to PUNISH the September 11th hijackers who murdered almost three thousand people with those hijacked jumbo jets??! Wake up and accept REALITY: HELL IS R-E-A-L.
I agree. hell is real because, you are a hell raiser. a demon.

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Doctor REALITY wrote:
<quoted text>I truly hope Micah came to his senses before 'eternity set in'. Now, ya' happy??
A much kinder thought- to be sure.

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dr Shrink wrote:
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old dumb mama "truth" doesn't know what she is talking about
most RCC devoties are gossiper,BS, and cheap believers worshiping pictures,concrete made Jesus,Mary,and drink wine mix with moon shine and priest urines, they believe this is blood?
behave like cannibals,look at crazy Skombol and poor retarded brain old grandpapa SINN ecus?
I am not Catholic-

PS- You are not of God at all- prayer said for you and any family that you have.
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Rosa_Winkel wrote:
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No, I'm calling YOU a liar.
BTW those hijackers believed they were doing God's work and will be rewarded with 72 virgins in Jannah. Whereas you'd just get stuck with your hand, as usual.
Listen, you little WITCH, the reason the September hijackers THOUGHT they were doing God's will is because muslims REJECT the Holy Bible, and accept the Koran. So if what they did was right, why did the vast majority of people in the world view their acts that day as pure, raw EVIL?? BECAUSE THEY WERE, THAT'S WHY!!!

“Love much, trust none”

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Doctor REALITY wrote:
<quoted text>Listen, you little WITCH, the reason the September hijackers THOUGHT they were doing God's will is because muslims REJECT the Holy Bible, and accept the Koran. So if what they did was right, why did the vast majority of people in the world view their acts that day as pure, raw EVIL?? BECAUSE THEY WERE, THAT'S WHY!!!
Did your deity teach you to lie or is it something you learned on your own ?

Raped and murdered any women lately, DR ?
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Truths wrote:
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I am not Catholic-
PS- You are not of God at all- prayer said for you and any family that you have.
you are not far away from caltlics
all fake christianity branches came from one satanic root RCC
branches and their fruits are not different from their roots,or leaves bringing only tears,spiritual crimes,agony,hate,adultery etc......
you sounds not differently
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BenAdam wrote:
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<smiles>
your smiles are really laughable and stupid,

what a benefits give all those stupid old babla Benio Niu Nio Smiles??
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BenAdam wrote:
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Now you are calling God a devil and the Bible a pack of lies !
"You are ALL children of the Living God! " Psalm 82
you stupid agin
Psalm 82..was written only to Gods chosen nation(His adopted children) not to you you poor child of satan?

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Doctor REALITY wrote:
Shrink......now if you can just lay off the profanity and porn talk maybe some of these people will respect what you say when you quote Holy Bible scriptures. 4 REAL, Shrink.
You should take your own advice, DR.
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Who is he?...

“Love much, trust none”

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Kha-linka wrote:
Who is he?...
Micah was a non-christian that DoctorReality hated. Mich died two years ago. DR is still frothing at the mouth.

DR is considered a jerk by most everybody on Topix. He even told a woman on Topix that he fantasized abut raping and killing her. He is also a self proclaimed "Real Christian".

"Jesus wept."
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BenAdam wrote:
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Micah was a non-christian that DoctorReality hated. Mich died two years ago. DR is still frothing at the mouth.
DR is considered a jerk by most everybody on Topix. He even told a woman on Topix that he fantasized abut raping and killing her. He is also a self proclaimed "Real Christian".
"Jesus wept."
You are of your father, the devil, and the lies of your father you desire to tell.

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Kha-linka wrote:
Who is he?...
Micah -

I'm not attempting to sell this to anyone. It is my belief.
It's a truth I arrived at following a long and arduous journey, a trip that began with a child's delight at the wonders of church and sunday school. Early on, in a magnificent castle like building, a Methodist Church in Connecticut, with a spectacular pipe organ that seemed to cause the earth to vibrate. The rituals, the words, the music, the people in this setting all sent out a message of strength and truth and joy and beauty. I was hooked, I bought the whole package. I wanted all they could offer.
Some years later, a traumatic family event caused me to be sent to a small town in southwest Georgia, to live with an aunt and uncle. They had no children. They were fantastic people, two of the finest and most important humans to have come into my life. Each had been born and raised in the south and had been imbued with that "old time religion", teachings and spirit that tends to last a lifetime. Both taught Sunday School and attended church regularly. They immediately brought me into that area of their lives.
I cannot speak for other areas, or for what occurs today, but at that time in the rural south a person's local church was one focal point of their social life. It was Sunday school and church each sunday morning, youth group (BTU) and church that evening, and then Wednesday eve brought choir practice and prayer meeting. Other activities, youth groups, etc. spiced the remainder of the week. The only real competition to God and his minions were the school sports teams, which always had a fervent following, mostly the same limited set of people. It was pretty much automatic. You fashioned your schedule around these events and never once considered NOT participating.
I loved church, the friends that I enjoyed there and all that it involved. The people who lived there worked hard and prayed hard.
The castle in Connecticut was now replaced by a large brick building, somewhat plain, but beautiful and impressive none-the-less. When meetings were taking place, the walls resounded with the passions of a southern baptist congregation. The somewhat staid music of that pipe organ was replaced by the harmonious sounds the arose from a rather old and worn, upright piano, usually played by an older woman who could have easily passed for a librarian.
The music had an incredible range. One could be brought almost to tears by a solemn haunting hymn of trials and tribulations, and then have trouble keeping one's seat when a joyous, vibrant hymn would echo from the walls.
Hellfire, damnation, brimstone and fear became an integral part of the message. Fear was emphasized. The promise of salvation was the offered antidote.
I recall clearly the night that I was "saved".
There was no air conditioning at this time. The heavy air of a late summer evening in Georgia was only moved and stirred into a breeze by the numerous cardboard stick-fans, with a glorious picture of the "Upper Room" on the front, and an ad for the local funeral parlor, on the reverse. Many, many hands moved by rote, almost in unison, as the other hand held the open hymnal, or firmly gripped the hand of a squirming child.
The hour had arrived for an annual week long revival.
As usual, the event brought a dynamic guest preacher, a man whose words rose and fell to a mesmerizing cadence. A man who could lull you to a sense of shelter by a string of words spoken in a near whisper, and then cause you to jump back in fear with a booming voice that rattled the vestry windows.
This particular year, he was accompanied by a piano player. Those simple words do not do him justice. He was perhaps 30 to 35 years old, medium height and a stocky build. Not a handsome man, somewhat disheveled, but full of joy and life. His warmth and charm were infectious.
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“ Xue Rengui”

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He met with the young people for an hour or so each evening before the service and taught us songs; joyous songs, happy songs, upbeat songs about God and Jesus and faith and salvation. Songs we had never heard before. He was an amazing individual. And, he was blind.
He played that old upright piano with such enthusiasm and zest, that I sometimes feared it would fall to pieces.
He seemed very attentive to time, and would frequently pull a gold watch from his pocket, When he opened the case, there was no glass covering the face of the watch, and he would tenderly touch the hands with his fingers, each by each, and determine the hour and the minute. Replace the watch, and continue what he was doing. He was perhaps one of the finest servants of god that I have had occasion to meet within my lifetime. I was fixated by his refusal to yield to his apparent limitations.
I can close my eyes and see a vivid image of that man, that piano player, even to this day. I often wondered in later years, why his sight had not been restored. I have never known anyone who was more energetic, more alive and happy "for the Lord". He played and sang with a happy exuberance that was infectious. He was a big man, but he literally bounced when he played joyful songs on that old piano. Over the years when I heard so much talk of "laying on of hands" and "anointed ones who could heal" the afflicted, and the many miracles that were a part of Christianity, I often wondered why they had not healed one of their finest.
The week seemed to pass rather quickly, with stirring messages and music each night. Toward the end of the week, at the close of a powerful meeting, my life changed forever.
The guest preacher delivered a powerful moving message, filled with terms of love and care, but bound with a promise of misery and damnation if one failed to act, failed to accept the offered path to glory, The only "way".
He brought the sermon to a close, asked the congregation to rise and join in the final hymn of the service.
The blind piano player's fingers caressed the keys with just enough force to produce an air to lead the voices of the congregation. There was a stillness surrounding the soft voices, singing that old standard hymn, "Just As I Am":
_Just as I am, without one plea
_But that thy blood was shed for me
_And that thou bidd'st me come to thee
_O Lamb of God, I come, I come.
The preacher stood with his hands extended, palms up, and asked if any among the crowd wanted to come forward and give their life to Christ, or rededicate their life to Christ,...if anyone felt the call.
_Just as I am and waiting not
_To rid my soul of one dark blot,
_To thee, whose blood can cleanse each spot,
_O Lamb of God, I come, I come.
_Just as I am, though tossed about
_With many a conflict, many a doubt,
_Fightings and fears within, without,
_O Lamb of God, I come, I come.
A few people from scattered locations about the hall, made their way to the aisles and moved forward to the altar. They knelt in hushed silence. Gradually, more and more people made their way forward and knelt, some with tears streaming down their cheeks.
_Just as I am, poor, wretched, blind;
_Sight, riches, healing of the mind,
_Yea, all I need, in thee to find,
_O Lamb of God, I come, I come.
God was in that room, as sure as he exists anywhere today. Whatever spirits dwelled within the hearts and minds and imaginations of those congregants, moved freely about that room and touched each soul that was present.
I stood among the crowd and sang, and slowly sensed a call within. I was gripped by the setting, the message I had just heard, the piano playing softly, and the congregation singing. I resisted as the preacher repeated the call and one by one individuals would step into the aisle and move forward to the altar.
There came a point in time when I could no longer holdback, could no longer oppose the force I felt inside.
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Almost in a trance, I brushed by those in my way along the pew, moved into the aisle, and took my first step toward the altar. My first step toward a new life.
As I moved forward down the aisle, the voices surrounding me sang softly the words:
-Just as I am, thou wilt receive,
_Wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve;
_Because thy promise I believe,
_O Lamb of God, I come, I come.
I had never before been so moved, so lifted in spirit and thought, so convinced that I must answer this call, must yield my life, my will, my all to this unknown force. I nearly floated along the aisle to the altar. I knelt, bowed my head, and began to cry softly, an unusual experience for me, for I was raised with the thought that boys don't cry.
I was "saved". I was "born again".
I was ten years old.
I was baptised a short time later. The church was built so that the podium and choir loft could be fairly easily removed and beneath that area was a pool like structure. My aunt bought me a new suit, a white suit, to wear for the ceremony. I don't believe I ever wore it again, nor did anyone else. It was quite a big deal and there were quite a few people baptized at the same time. I was honored to receive the attention and filled with love for God, for Jesus, for the church, and for all the people. I was saved. I was born again. It was an amazing experience.
Religion dominated my life through my teens. From fourteen to seventeen I sensed another "calling" and seriously considered becoming a minister. I began to study to strengthen my faith, my knowledge and my understanding.
As year followed year, my studies became more and more intense. I finished high school, and was accepted and registered
at the University of Georgia, I suddenly came to the realization that I did not have enough money to go to college. I instead joined the U.S. Navy.
I managed to maintain my faith and my commitment to Jesus for a number of years. The studies diminished somewhat as other interests arose. My studies began to reveal a startling truth. There were distinct facts that brought doubt to my faith.
The ironic result was that as I studied the bible, history books and various books on religion, the knowledge that I gained began to reveal flaws: there were underlying premises that had no basis in facts; there were contradictions and misstatements in the bible, that one was supposed to simply ignore; there were basic teachings that were absolutely untrue in the light of current knowledge; historical facts disputed the claims of scripture. The fabric of my faith was strong at the beginning, but as the years passed, it became stretched in so many directions from so many causes that holes began to appear and I found I could no longer blindly suspend my disbelief. My attempt to strengthen my faith had undermined my belief in the bible, the church, in Jesus and in god.
Today I could more readily reaffirm a belief in Santa Claus than in Christ or God.
I am proud to call myself a born again heathen. That's exactly what each of us is at birth, before the brainwashing begins. Knowledge is a powerful and cleansing force. I believe the truth has set me free and that today I know the peace that passeth understanding. And in truth, Christ led me to my current belief.
I am a spiritual person, but not a religious one.
Again, I'm not attempting to sell this to anyone. It is my belief.
Go in peace and joy and
in the light of knowledge
micah

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Senecus wrote:
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Micah -
I'm not attempting to sell this to anyone. It is my belief.
It's a truth I arrived at following a long and arduous journey, a trip that began with a child's delight at the wonders of church and sunday school. Early on, in a magnificent castle like building, a Methodist Church in Connecticut, with a spectacular pipe organ that seemed to cause the earth to vibrate. The rituals, the words, the music, the people in this setting all sent out a message of strength and truth and joy and beauty. I was hooked, I bought the whole package. I wanted all they could offer.
Some years later, a traumatic family event caused me to be sent to a small town in southwest Georgia, to live with an aunt and uncle. They had no children. They were fantastic people, two of the finest and most important humans to have come into my life. Each had been born and raised in the south and had been imbued with that "old time religion", teachings and spirit that tends to last a lifetime. Both taught Sunday School and attended church regularly. They immediately brought me into that area of their lives.
I cannot speak for other areas, or for what occurs today, but at that time in the rural south a person's local church was one focal point of their social life. It was Sunday school and church each sunday morning, youth group (BTU) and church that evening, and then Wednesday eve brought choir practice and prayer meeting. Other activities, youth groups, etc. spiced the remainder of the week. The only real competition to God and his minions were the school sports teams, which always had a fervent following, mostly the same limited set of people. It was pretty much automatic. You fashioned your schedule around these events and never once considered NOT participating.
I loved church, the friends that I enjoyed there and all that it involved. The people who lived there worked hard and prayed hard.
The castle in Connecticut was now replaced by a large brick building, somewhat plain, but beautiful and impressive none-the-less. When meetings were taking place, the walls resounded with the passions of a southern baptist congregation. The somewhat staid music of that pipe organ was replaced by the harmonious sounds the arose from a rather old and worn, upright piano, usually played by an older woman who could have easily passed for a librarian.
The music had an incredible range. One could be brought almost to tears by a solemn haunting hymn of trials and tribulations, and then have trouble keeping one's seat when a joyous, vibrant hymn would echo from the walls.
Hellfire, damnation, brimstone and fear became an integral part of the message. Fear was emphasized. The promise of salvation was the offered antidote.
I recall clearly the night that I was "saved".
There was no air conditioning at this time. The heavy air of a late summer evening in Georgia was only moved and stirred into a breeze by the numerous cardboard stick-fans, with a g
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your long earthly monolog about earthly church doesn't prove or give any evidences that you or this atheist Micah are saved anyway and deserve good cyber word and respect.
such nonsense of yours many atheists spent during their youth and today are disgrace,disquist enemies and haters of Christ,
Churches are a source teaching this wicked faith and beliefs and their earthly catedrical glamour ,riches,and sounds of organs from the ceiling
your fake story is painted by this earthly worthless satanic material beauties at your church,brain and worthless faith as unsaved
God is spiritual awesome beauty not earthly description or organ music,hymns,or windows made of colonial catedral stain glass-all this to deceive just blind and deaf creature like you
You gave witness past 3 years who are you and your spider nest Lies.

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Micah was a non-christian that DoctorReality hated. Mich died two years ago. DR is still frothing at the mouth.
DR is considered a jerk by most everybody on Topix. He even told a woman on Topix that he fantasized abut raping and killing her. He is also a self proclaimed "Real Christian".
"Jesus wept."
I can see why...the more righteous, the more insufferable they are.

I fantasize about sickos like that dropping the soap @ his nearest correctional institution. Then he would go to hell, by his own standards.
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Doctor REALITY wrote:
<quoted text>I AM a 'true believer'. I'm sorry I'm not like some of you wuss internet believers who could sit back and watch as Micah posted phrases like 'b.s.' in regards to the Holy Spirit. I don't praise SNAKES, o.k.??! If he repented and accepted the Lord Jesus Christ on his deathbed....that's great. You people get 'offended' when someone says something negative about one of your loved ones, but you don't give a cockadoodledoo! about people posting blasphemous remarks about the Eternal Creator of the universe!!
you should respect others' opinion. if he does not believe in Jesus, then that is his right. if Micah is gone, well, you will too later. everyone will die including you. even the richest people, the billionaires, can't escape death. so ? try to respect dead people, ok ? sooner or later you will be the next.

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Senecus wrote:
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Micah -
I'm not attempting to sell this to anyone. It is my belief.
Micah would thank you for honoring him this way Jack.

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