Since the Westboro fruits have made me think about this:
If I was raised in a bubble or another planet, somebody telling me about Jesus would freak me out. Case: Believe in my GOD who sent his son(self) to die for you.We telepathically communicate and he was a zombie. These things would freak me out if I had not been raised with the Christian background. So, why do I cringe every time I hear nutjobs preaching? I don't want to be associated with them in any way shape or form. I do not witness,I do not preach, I do not judge. If you reached this stage in adulthood w/o belief or deeply in one, you surely don't need MHO. So, I withdraw and shake my head. I know people of many faiths, and they all make sense. It just goes to show that everything is filtered through experience. Words can only mean so many things,but there are infinite ways to put them together.Infinite ways to come to your truth,your GOD,or your invasion theory. We all have to live here together,so why do we keep on making it as unpleasant as possible? Are these people that miserable? Every GOD I have ever heard any version of is at most indifferent and at best a big giant all knowing teddy bear who loves you unconditionally. He doesn't hate anybody,even when wrong has been done. Now, if these morons would just SHUT UP, maybe they wouldn't alienate potential converts.
AND WHY ON EARTH ARE THESE PEOPLE ALLOWED TO GIVE THEIR CHILDREN SUCH HATE FILLED SIGNS?
Okay, enough of my ranting. Off to watch a movie.I'll prolly go to hell for watching Hot Tub Time Machine anyway.