One of the many things that drive me crazy about Christians is when they claim that God loved us so much, he gave the ultimate sacrifice in allowing his son to die for us.
What? What the fuck does that even mean? Isn't he God - can't he make another son? He made the whole universe, and fake titties, and Arby's, but that's it for him, no more sons? Bill Cosby once told his son ""I brought you into this world, I can take you back out. And it don't make no difference to me, I can make another one looks just like you." I mean, you know I love me some Cos, but if he can do it, wouldn't we think God could too? Do we really picture God hanging out with Jesus, going to all his Little League games and teaching him how to fish until one day he's faced with the awful decision of having him die for us? Really?
I guess ever since Jesus died, it's like "hey, you should go visit God and cheer him up, he just ain't been the same since Jesus died, ya know? He just kinda shuffles around the house and tinkers with that car in the backyard. It's really sad."
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Obviously, you don't believe and find the whole thing ridiculous but, man, "missed the whole point" takes on a whole new meaning w/this post.
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