First, Ryan, let me thank you for responding to the tangential post without addressing ANY of the points mentioned above. How very adult of you.
Now let's have a bit of fun, shall we?
Darth RyanKCR wrote:Actually Lucifer was the problem. He was so full of pride that he felt that the should be equal to or greater then God, forgetting that he was created by God. A creation is not equal or greater then its Creator.
Funny that, considering he has more sway over God's creation than God does.
Pride is a characteristic of an unfallen Angel as well as those who have fallen. Lucifer was full of pride before his fall from Heaven, so the story goes, which means that even those Angels who hold God's favor are capable of pride. This means that even the best angels are capable of sin, meaning even the MOST PERFECT of God's creations is not perfect.
Job maybe a good answer as to why God allows evil. Why Adam and Eve were allowed to be tempted. Satan accused God that the only reason that Job served and loved Him was because He blessed Job. So God allowed Satan to test him and Job passed and God richly rewarded him, because Job knew who his Creator is.
Talk about sadistic. If this is how God rewards faith, if gambling with the lives of his faithful is perfection, if even God himself can be tricked into inducing suffering on even one of his creations, then he is not perfect. You've proven my case for me. Concession accepted.
Now I ask you, in reference to a thread like this and others like it, when can a pot demand, ask, or whater of the Potter when the Potter is the one shapping the clay?
I don't know what shapping is, but I assume it has something to do with how the pot is formed.
And when can the Pot demand the intentions of the Potter? When the Potter starts fucking around with his life (Job), discriminatingly punishing men for acting in their nature (Leviticus), killing innocent children (Exodus), and forever damning man for imperfections that God himself made inherent to mankind (Genesis). Then the Pot has every damned right to question the motives of the Potter.
Now for the love of Henry Rawlins, answer my fucking questions.