president bush says that he is going to texas to visit the state where hurrican rita will hit.
but the eyewall is probably going to actually make landfall in louisiana!
well i suppose he has to let all his supporters in texas know that he cares.
President Bush says that he is going to Texas to visit the state where Hurrican Rita will hit. But the eyewall is probably going to actually make landfall in Louisiana!Well I suppose he has to let all his supporters in Texas know that he cares. At least it is the thought that counts.
Now that is some impressive reaching going on there...How long are your arms?
the message remains the same.
reform your lives or be chastised.
from the comments i have read about god's supposed non-existence in this forum, it seems that we will only learn the hard way.
Since the beginning of time man has sought to explain the hardships we face, the tragedies that befall us as inhabitants of a volatile planet.
Of all the reasons for the suffering we see around us, none is so powerful--and at the same time so weakly conceived--as the idea that the supreme ruler of the universe, the very force from which all things are said to have originated, this divine being who some believe to have created man in his image, enacts these tragedies upon his own creation as punishment for disobedience.
It's a pretty good argument, really. It cannot be reasoned with, it cannot be disproven, and any disagreement with this belief will be met only with a smug self-righteousness that comes from being truly convinced that of every school of thought available and imagined, the one you hold dear is the only one that has any validity. You cannot be argued with--God is on your side. And if that is what you need, what makes you happy and gives you purpose, I am happy for you.
i was raised as a dub, and i suppose when i was quite young i found some of the bible stories interesting.
however, the older i got the more boring the bible seemed.
obviously, it had a lot to do with repetition.
Some parts are boring, others are not, like Sirach, wherein he encourages people to induce vomiting if they eat too much.
Evidence, of course, that Jehovah loves a good, theocratically sanctioned case of bulimia.
at john 10:30 jesus said " i and the father are one" what was he implying?
was it a claim to be almighty god?
what is your thoughts and why?
Here is what I want to know........................................................WHY THE HECK DOES IT MATTER!!!!
Right on. I find any discussion where a person seeks to definitively assert that which is absolutely unknowable as fact to be the most tiresome of pursuits.
Let's assume for a moment that God--an all knowing, all seeing, all powerful supreme universal being--exists. If he wanted to split himself into three separate parts and exist in that way, he could. If he wanted to divide into 7 parts, 2 of which were lop eared bunny rabbits and 1 that was a dancing banana, he could.
It has been my experience that when you finally realize that the nature of the universe and it's origins does not have to be divined and proven from one single, terribly flawed source, you begin to to understand that you simply cannot know, with any certainty, that which you are seeking to learn.
Of all there is to know, all there is to discover about the world we live in and what might wait after death, the biggest mistake any of us can make in discussions of faith is to believe that we know anything for certain about what can never be fully understood.
Beware the man who has read only one book.
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probably you'll have to go way back in time... .
"Beth"--having a brain fart(got the damn song stuck in my head)
Ah--the soft cuddly side of "KISS"
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probably you'll have to go way back in time... .
REO Speedwagon "Can't Fight this Feeling"
i was at work -- a manager in a hospital that is the regional treatment center for one medical specialty...region includes nyc.
someone came & grabbed me hard by the arm and pulled me into a room, where i saw every single mgr.
sitting silently watching tv.
That morning had been so hectic, I hadn’t even turned on the TV. I remember throwing open the patio door and sticking out a test-arm to determine the weather instead of flipping on the news like I usually did. My husband had left for work an hour earlier, taking our toddler daughter to daycare, so I loaded my then 6 year old son into the car, and headed toward school listening distractedly to the "Elmo’s Sing-Along Party" CD that had been left in the player the evening before. I didn’t even turn on the radio until after I watched my son enter the school building. A few blocks from school, I turned into the drive through at my favorite coffee shop, and was counting my exact change while only half-listening until I heard the familiar line "Ladies and Gentlemen, the President of the United States." As I gradually got my mind around what I was hearing, I remember asking Gene at the drive-through window if he knew what was going on, he told me to get out of my car and take a look. So it happens that my first images of the terrible events of that day were viewed with my upper body stuck through the drive through window at "Cappu-Gene-O’s" with a caramel latte in my hand and tears on my cheeks.
After arriving at my office, we all poured into the big conference room watching the coverage and trying to understand what this meant for our world. I watched the pentagon burn and the twin towers fall on a 12 foot projection wall screen. I don’t need to describe my feelings those next few hours and days and weeks, you all know exactly what I was experiencing, we went through it together.
Where I bet our experience differs lies in the fact that we live in Omaha, NE. Strategic Air Command is right in our back-yard. While the rest of the country remarked on the eerie stillness overhead, we would hear and see the skies filled with activity. We all stood on the upper deck of our office building a few hours after the attacks and watched the blue-nosed Air Force One fly by to land out at the airforce base. We watched the eerily quiet stealth bombers soar overhead, always surprised by their sudden appearance in the sky. We were startled awake in the middle of the night by the roar of gigantic C-130 transport planes on their way overseas with troops and supplies. No, the skies weren’t quiet, they hummed with sounds I’d never heard before, sounds of war. I am strangely thankful for the noise. I think the quiet would have been more unbearable.
Four years out, I am almost surprised at how emotional I still am. I can’t foresee a day when my throat won’t tighten, where my eyes won’t well up when I remember those days. I can’t imagine a time that, when I see the film of hundreds of people lined up clutching photocopied pictures of their loved ones begging anyone who has any information to call them, that it won’t break my heart. I don’t think it will ever cease to sadden and surprise me that my 10 year old son knows and fully understands the phrase "terrorist attack", that my daughter won’t ever have any recollection of a time before 9/11. So there it is: Where I was, where I still am.
well, fall is here and it's that time for new shows to come on tv.
what shows are you looking forward to watching?
i marked the ones i want to see in red.
My husband and I are "Medium" addicts. Can't wait for the new season!
I do love Tivo...
yup, i got really honest with him tonite.............i'm 48 years old, don't need any chaos or crap in my life anymore...............i just want peace and quietness/harmony in my life from now on.........chaos?
take it someplace else............. .
terri
Though I don't know all the circumstances, I am sorry that your relationship ended.
Even if breaking up is the very best decision for everyone involved, it's never any fun. I hope you will be gentle with yourself and confident in your decision. Take care.
i'm comfortable but by no means rich.
i own just about everything i could possibly want.
i have travelled all over the us and some of canada.
Lottery winners are often broke within five years or less. They lose their friends too. Jealousy and bitterness often comes with winning a fortune.
One of my favorite professors was discussing the above phenomenon one day in Econ class, and I've always remembered what he said:
"Given the fact that most lottery winners have tremendous difficlties managing their newfound wealth, are inundated with pleas from strangers, hounded by family members, make incredibly poor monetary decisions, suffer from a variety of stress induced maladies, and within just a few years often end up with less money than they had before the windfall, the question about whether you want to win the lottery becomes: Do you really want to take the risk of ending up in that majority? The answer, of course, is 'Yes, I'd like to give it a try.'"
