Adam was going to live forever..but he sinned. Then why did God in Eden create animals who get old and grey and die? Also do my dogs get "divine protection" from Jehovah even though they are not very spiritual.....they only like to eat and play! Very "worldly atittudes......
Why do animals die if they did not "sin"- Do my Dogs survive Armagedon?
by Witness 007 11 Replies latest watchtower bible
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JH
The bible says that man was made in the image of God.
Animals weren't given the gift of eternal life.
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sacolton
No fair!
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momzcrazy
Animals don't have the capacity to sin or worship God. I think the animals dying in the Garden of Eden was a way of showing Adam and Eve what God was talking about.
momz
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Witness 007
In the bible animals can talk like Balam's donkey who complained about the beating he was getting??? So do animals have a higher understanding........and do you think my dogs think Iam Jehovah since they obey my voice and commands I provide shelter and food etc.?
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dawg
Death is part of the natural law called entropy.. molecular structures decompose.. period! When I read Wt articles about how the body is supposed to regenerate, I laugh my ass off. DNA is a molecular structure, it decomposes. Thus dinosaurs, humans, and all molecular structures will change molecularly, they will die because of this.. death, it's part of entropy,molecular decomposition. Show me one thing that has lived forever? It doesn't exist... fruit eating didn't cause death(Adam eating a fruit), entropy causes death. I always used to laugh the most about the scripture that says the wages of sin are death... the wages of living are death, sinning or not... please!
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Poztate
Also do my dogs get "divine protection" from Jehovah even though they are not very spiritual.....they only like to eat and play! Very "worldly attitude's......
WELL You forgot about all the fornicating they do..Dogs and rabbits and gerbils....They all all worthy of DEATH for their wicked deeds...
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The Oracle
dawg,
You are right.
The oracle
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Tired of the Hypocrisy
from what I understand, the animals are perfect in their manner. They play and live life in a way so we can pick up onm cwertain qualities. Like the ant for instance is a busy provider. I also read in the jw lit that the animals die as a reminder to us with the gift of eternal life to be in fear of 2nd death.....Go figure...A built in guilt trip
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FireNBandits
Speaking in my capacity as The World's Foremost Authority--known and renowned by one and all--I hereby reveal to you the awful...nay, the disgusting, revolting, repulsive--yet oddly refreshing--Truth Of The Matter: In the beginning God created a wee little beastie he called Widgie. Now Widgie was no ordinary beastie. Heavens no. He was rather photogenic with a mild obsession for ladies slippers. Being photogenic and more than a tad kinky he was a favorite with the paparazzi. This was of course literally eons before the invention of the camera or even the lens, but in the Mind Of God, all such things already exist. (Remember Plato and all that twaddle you learned in Philosophy 101?)
Well, it just so happned that Widgie was terribly allergic to his own stool. Can you imagine? Poor Widgie. He could never say, as all the rest of us do, "My **** doesn't stink." To the contrary, the slightest odiferous whiff of his own feces turned him into an entirely new species. Unless, of course he was wearing his magic slippers, the ones he had stolen from Cinderella while she was busily playing the skin flute. (My how she could play! Men came in droves just to feel the breeze from her magical breath!)
One fine day---or was it night?--no matter, men love darkness rather than light. One dark and stormy night Widgie was busily relieving himself in perfect and scrumptious comfort, secretly feeling very glad indeed that he had boosted the magic slippers from that awful Cinderella. "Besides, no one can play the skin flute as she can!" Widgie told himself, in a vain attempt to console his tiny troubled conscience. Widgie was, after all, barely sentient, and could only count to three. Or perhaps four. No, definitely three. I distinctly recall Widgie counting all three members of the Godhead. But I digress...where was I? Oh yes, Widgie was relieving himself while wearing Cinderella's magic slippers. (Oh I do hope they were Cinderella's and not that horrid Dorothy who flew about in that awful farmhouse on the tail of a cyclone! Have you ever listened to "Somewhere Over The Rainbow" backward? I think not! Had you, you would have taken up Scientology by now!)
Well, to make an interminable story short, Widgie was right in the middle of passing a truly Brobdinagian bolus--a bolus so splendiferously monstrous that it made Paul Bunyan and his Babe blush--when Cinderella came dashing right up to him, quick as a pony on fairy dust. "Tata!" she giggled as she ambled off leaving Widgie with nothing but a bolus fit for an emperor. "Or a God!" Widgie thought to himself. (He was so very proud since that was his first completely coherent thought!) So Widgie wrapped the bolus in pink wrapping paper left over from Christmas (Yes, they celebrated Christmas eons ago! The lamb was slain before the foundation of the world! So there!) and presented it to God.
The rest is history.