Every now and again a post from this blog gets featured on some atheist site. Atheists respond with a flurry of diatribe, then scurry away, back to their holes, never to be heard from again—until the next posting that rouses their ire.
I laughed and shook my head when I read the following kind and sensitive rants from a man named Frank last week. In response to an article I wrote about my wife sharing her faith in spite of the Bell’s Palsy she continues to suffer from, he scribbled this:
Clearly, God is trying to tell you something! Clearly, your faith in Christ is solid, but yet, God has levered upon your wife things that he levered upon many sinners in the Bible! Clearly, you must be going about faith all wrong! God sends sickness as one means of punishment, as in Hebrews 12. Maybe you should try another religion.
Frank also had some encouraging words for a friend of mine arrested in a Communist country for evangelizing:
Of course, the reason he was arrested may not have had anything to do with the fact that he was agitating, lying, or terrorizing people in that all-too-familiar Christian way. “REPENT,” the spittle-soaked lunatic sputtered, saliva coating his disgusted audience. “IF YOU DO NOT OBEY AND BLINDLY FOLLOW THE LAWS OF THIS COPPER-AGE TOME FOLLOWED BY SO MANY IN THE BIBLE BELT, YOU WILL SURELY WRITHE IN RIGHTEOUS TORMENT, AGONY, AND MISERY FOR AN ETERNITY! YOU DESERVE IT,” he continued, collapsing into a spasmodic, rabid heap.
Yeah, you people are totally sane.
But he reserved his strongest criticism for evangelists after he read a series of articles entitled “You might be a fundy atheist if…”
Ah, more idiotic antagonizing against secularists and rationalists from the snake-oil salesmen known as evangelists, and their shamanistic theology tutors.
Do you not see the absurdity of your beliefs? Talking serpents? The rejection of scientific values and evidence? The abandonment of sanity and “worldly” reasoning in favor of spiritual claptrap?
And you have the audacity to insist that others partake of your venomous delusions!
I took back my preaching stool from a Frank in Huntington Beach; I wonder if it’s him? (Click here to read about that…)