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You must be very angry with our creator.
I’ll include You into my nightly prayer this night.
May Jeshuah heal You!

Will is right. Because what I believe is worth defending.

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Daniel…Manasseh had 2 tribal leaders. What country is the other half of Manasseh?

I admit, I don’t know.

This is weird.

It is not a new opinion of mine. See this thread from about a year ago.

I know it’s not new. Neither is mine.

Then why did you find it weird?

Haha R’amen brother!

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Yeah, funny. Flying Spaghetti Monster. Sounds like something thinki would believe in.

No more ridiculous than yours.

You’re comparing our Savior, who died on the cross for your sins to an imaginary spaghetti monster that flies? That’s not funny.

I’m not going to engage on this topic, it’s futile.

you mean something i also wouldnt believe in

r’amen, brother!


I didn’t ask you to.

A young soldier was shot on the battlefield, and dragged by a comrade aside to die. He shut his eyes, and all his past life flashed before him. It seemed but an instant of time. He looked forward and saw eternity, like a great gulf, ready to swallow him up, with his sins as so many weights sinking him deeper and deeper. Suddenly a lesson, which his pious mother taught him when a little boy at her knee, stood before him in shining letters. It was a lesson he heard repeated again and again and again; she was never tired of imprinting it on his memory before she died; it was her only legacy. In the gaiety of life he had forgotten it. He had lost his hold on it, but it had never quite lost its hold on him; and now, in the hour of peril, it threw out to him a rope of mercy. What was it? “God so loved the world,” etc. He caught the rope; it seemed let down from heaven. “Lord, I believe,” he cried; “save me, or I perish!” Till he died, a few hours after, he said little but this one prayer: “Lord, I believe; save me, or I perish!” a prayer never uttered by the penitent soul in vain.

(Clerical Anecdotes)

The Gospel begins with the creation of the universe by an invisible and undetectable Holy Flying Spaghetti Monster.[13] On the first day, the Flying Spaghetti Monster separated the water from the heavens; on the second, because He could not tread water for long and had grown tired of flying, He created the land—complemented by a beer volcano.[19] Satisfied, the Flying Spaghetti Monster overindulged in beer from the beer volcano and woke up hung over.[22] Between drunken nights and clumsy afternoons, the Flying Spaghetti Monster produced seas and land (for a second time, accidentally, because he forgot that he created it the day before) along with Heaven and a “midget”,[23] which he named Man.[24] Man and an equally short woman lived happily in the Olive Garden of Eden for some time until the Flying Spaghetti Monster caused a global flood in a cooking accident.[19]

r’amen, praise the invisible undetectable holy flying spaghetti monster!