Don't Say You're A Christian - Be One
Yesterday, like today I was too busy to write a real blog entry, but if people can take the time to come visit, then I can take the time to put up something, even if it is just a link or a comment.
As a response to the Betty Bowers “How to tell if you are living in a Red or Blue State” link, vmi wrote:
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Thanks for the Betty Bowers link, I will make sure to show it to all my Southern Democratic friends. Betty Bowers site is the perfect example of how the Democratic Party is being taken over by the Extreme Left Wing that believes that Southerners and Christians are all "dumb hicks".
LOL What you and Betty forget is that to win the Presidency you must carry the south. Remember that Kenndy, LBJ, Carter and even Clinton had to get the south's vote to win.
And to win the south you must have Christian values. That is a fact that has apparently escaped you.
Do you really think that looking down on people is the best way to get their vote?
But let me get back to my point, Thank You, Thank you for each and every word that you blog, your words and those of your links are the best proof of what the Democratic Party has become. And I am going to make sure that each and ever Dem that I know will see what what their fellow party members think of them.
May God Bless You,
VMI
p.s. Feel free to call me names and make fun of me... I know how that makes you feel so superior.
Thanks for the Betty Bowers link, I will make sure to show it to all my Southern Democratic friends. Betty Bowers site is the perfect example of how the Democratic Party is being taken over by the Extreme Left Wing that believes that Southerners and Christians are all "dumb hicks".
LOL What you and Betty forget is that to win the Presidency you must carry the south. Remember that Kenndy, LBJ, Carter and even Clinton had to get the south's vote to win.
And to win the south you must have Christian values. That is a fact that has apparently escaped you.
Do you really think that looking down on people is the best way to get their vote?
But let me get back to my point, Thank You, Thank you for each and every word that you blog, your words and those of your links are the best proof of what the Democratic Party has become. And I am going to make sure that each and ever Dem that I know will see what what their fellow party members think of them.
May God Bless You,
VMI
p.s. Feel free to call me names and make fun of me... I know how that makes you feel so superior.
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Normally I let opposing comments speak for themselves. I welcome visitors who bring a different point of view to my blog, and would only ever delete comments if they contained severe or threatening language. Beyond that they are free to write whatever they want. I don't usually respond to such comments, because it is an exercise in futility.
Normally I let opposing comments speak for themselves. I welcome visitors who bring a different point of view to my blog, and would only ever delete comments if they contained severe or threatening language. Beyond that they are free to write whatever they want. I don't usually respond to such comments, because it is an exercise in futility.
Still, I could not help but admire my friend Simon’s response to vmi. Many of us on the left side of the political spectrum are continually perplexed by those on the right who insist on bringing Christ, Christianity and Christian values into the debate but who’s words and behavior directly contradict the most basic and fundamental tenets of the Christian faith. Simon’s words deserve a wider audience than I can provide here, but this is the only vehicle I have to promote them:
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If you truly have Christian Values VMI, don't waste time arguing politics on the internet for no-one will ever change their way of thinking or agree on different points of view, no matter how eloquently the point is argued.
Instead of feeling superior with the knowledge that your suspicions were confirmed, (for your comment has the same air of smug superiority you're accusing the Viscount of), and wasting your own and other's time self-righteously showing this webpage to people with differing political opinions than your own, *HUMBLE YOURSELF BEFORE GOD*. Anything else is purely petty small-minded nastiness and beneath Christian Ideals.
Go down to your local cancer centre. See what life is like for people who are living on the edge of death. Don't step over the person lying in the gutter. Don't judge the poor in your town as not working hard enough. Pay attention to those in your community who are less fortunate than yourself and do something to help them. Inconvenience and sacrifice yourself for others everyday. Don't buy yourself new shoes, buy a pair for someone who doesn't have them and wear out the pair you have already. Don't ignore the stranger you see crying on the bus, ask what you can do to help.
Don't say you're a Christian, *be one*.
Everybody wins. Your town will be a better place for it.
- Simon
4 Comments:
Simon is my Jeebus. Th' Viscount is my personal lord 'n' bassist.
sxrcenfy- i choose sx.
You forgot these:
Lobby for a ban on stem cell research. Tell your school board to include alternatives to evolution in science class. Better yet, home school your kids and teach them about the dinosaurs on Noah's ark. Make sacrifices for the war on terror - buy one of those yellow ribbon stickers and put it on your car next to the little fish. Talk a homosexual couple out of getting married. Pray for more money. Say something bad about Hillary Clinton. Get a court order to keep a brain-dead person alive. Insist on the death penalty. Post the ten commandments in a public place. Feel sorry for aids victims whether they deserved it or not. Read the entire "Left Behind" series. Support Israel, but stay away from Jews. Welcome a child molesting priest into your parish - he needs someplace to go. Use your tax exempt status to support a Republican political candidate. Express your contempt for "activist" judges.
Oh...and..tell someone you hate that Jesus loves them.
Simon's comment is great, and reminded me of this Kris Kristofferson song, so I looked up the lyrics, and thought you might enjoy them too.
To Beat the Devil
It was winter time in Nashville, down on music city row.
And I was lookin' for a place to get myself out of the cold.
To warm the frozen feelin' that was eatin' at my soul.
Keep the chilly wind off my guitar.
My thirsty wanted whisky; my hungry needed beans,
But it'd been of month of paydays since I'd heard that eagle scream.
So with a stomach full of empty and a pocket full of dreams,
I left my pride and stepped inside a bar.
Actually, I guess you'd could call it a Tavern:
Cigarette smoke to the ceiling and sawdust on the floor;
Friendly shadows.
I saw that there was just one old man sittin' at the bar.
And in the mirror I could see him checkin' me and my guitar.
An' he turned and said: "Come up here boy, and show us what you are."
I said: "I'm dry." He bought me a beer.
He nodded at my guitar and said: "It's a tough life, ain't it?"
I just looked at him. He said: "You ain't makin' any money, are you?"
I said: "You've been readin' my mail."
He just smiled and said: "Let me see that guitar.
"I've got something you oughta hear."
Then he laid it on me:
"If you waste your time a-talkin' to the people who don't listen,
"To the things that you are sayin', who do you think's gonna hear.
"And if you should die explainin' how the things that they complain about,
"Are things they could be changin', who do you think's gonna care?"
There were other lonely singers in a world turned deaf and blind,
Who were crucified for what they tried to show.
And their voices have been scattered by the swirling winds of time.
'Cos the truth remains that no-one wants to know.
Well, the old man was a stranger, but I'd heard his song before,
Back when failure had me locked out on the wrong side of the door.
When no-one stood behind me but my shadow on the floor,
And lonesome was more than a state of mind.
You see, the devil haunts a hungry man,
If you don't wanna join him, you got to beat him.
I ain't sayin' I beat the devil, but I drank his beer for nothing.
Then I stole his song.
And you still can hear me singin' to the people who don't listen,
To the things that I am sayin', prayin' someone's gonna hear.
And I guess I'll die explaining how the things that they complain about,
Are things they could be changin', hopin' someone's gonna care.
I was born a lonely singer, and I'm bound to die the same,
But I've got to feed the hunger in my soul.
And if I never have a nickle, I won't ever die ashamed.
'Cos I don't believe that no-one wants to know.
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