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I dont believe in the devil and i dont believe god .
Lethe said:I more envisaged the devil as that, dark fallen angel, but still with a sort of blasted beauty ,
mikelegs said:"If christians really believed the end times were near: they wouldn't be putting money away for retirement; they wouldn't purchase extended warranties; they wouldn't be planning a trip to Disneyland next summer; etc."
It might have helped if you'd talked to at least a handful of Christians before making your judgement.
Christians know that whether the World will soon end or not, the "End Times" ARE coming quickly for THEM as INDIVIDUALS. Few live much past the century mark, and millions of Christians die every year. Thus Christians buy life insurance and so on to succor and support those they will leave behind. The "Christian" who leaves spouse and children penniless, with the potted remark that "don't worry about money - the Lord is coming soon!" would be one heck of a stinking provider.
And since "no man knows the day or hour" of the End of the World, few sensible Christians care to be left high and dry "if the Lord tarries."
I too have heard almost word for word this same story in my town this has to be an urban myth type thingyescargot1 said:A friend from school used to swear that her Dad played cards with the Devil. She said Dad was in a pub in Crewe, where we both live to this day, and was playing cards with a group, not all of whom he knew. He dropped something on the floor and on bending to pick it up, noticed that the man sitting opposite him had, not shoes or workmen's boots, but CLOVEN HOOVES!! He sat up fast, nearly tipping the table over with his head, and was out of there like a shot, to mocking laughter from Mr Goat-Feet and general consternation among the other men. Nobody, he later learned, knew the stranger and each had assumed someone else had invited him.
Kondoru said:"Its nonsense"
I didn't say it wasn't.
Story #18 here.Location. West Yaroslavl Province, Russia
Date: Winter 1939
Time: evening
A local grandmother named Maria Barabashova was eating in her wooded house located in an isolated area on the banks of the lake when suddenly a stranger entered her house. He was of small height with a dark face, gray clothing, and pants that stretched down to the floor. Frightened, the old woman started crossing herself was amazed to see that the stranger also crossed himself while facing the icon hanging on the wall, he then greeted her and asked permission to stay and rest. Maria welcomed him and offered him food and tea. Her guest was very strange and unusual. He refused to eat any food and only drank tea, pouring some strange powder into it before drinking it. When he ate he hid his legs under the chair apparently in order to conceal the fact that his feet were hoofed. During conversation he mentioned his name, which was very unusual and very long, and the witness could only remember in had an Indian word like “rama” in it. Suddenly the strange took out a strange cigar-case device from his pocket that possessed sharp corners, pushed a button on it and pulled a wire from it. “What is that and what is it for?” The stranger smiled and said, “I must not be late to my craft, it had some technical problem”. He added that he was not worry since it was being repaired as they spoke and he was confident that he would fly out in time. Maria thought that the stranger was speaking nonsense. Soon after that Maria felt very sleepy and excused herself going immediately to sleep. When she awakened she went outside and noticed strange non-human footprints on the snow, as if made by someone walking on high heels. She tried to follow them but it was fruitless so she returned home. The visitor was apparently a human-alien hybrid.
Sounds good to me!PeniG said:Hey, a logical possibility is as good as proof here, right?
When he ate he hid his legs under the chair apparently in order to conceal the fact that his feet were hoofed.