@Ponderer,
Ponderer wrote:
&@Izzy
This started with me writing to someone else. I wrote about my own life. If you don't like what I read, what I wrote, what I believe, I can't do anything about that. If I am not understood, I can't say "Pray for understanding."
I'm not here to force anything on anyone. I wrote what I wrote for anyone who might understand. Think what you will. Believe what you will. Say what you will. Understand what you can.
"Therefore, leave off contention..."
No it didn’t start off with that, and no I’m not just going to accept something if you are saying stuff that make no sense.
You started off with the farmer story, and when I responded the guy was wasting his time going back and forth, scaring off the birds, and thinking his only solution was to become a bird, so he could communicate with them what he was trying to do.
I responded that the guy should have figured out to leave the door ajar so the birds could go in at their choosing. Why would anyone be so stupid to not think that out?
You respond with more drawn out stuff about some picture of a nice man, and angels, blah blah blah.
I tell you that’s not what I was asking and you respond with your deep message of Jesus being the door.
So exactly as I predicted, now I’m being the problem because I just won’t stop asking what I know I want to you.
It was a lame story, you can’t answer a simple question about it, and I’m not supposed to ask.
Yeah yeah Jesus is the door. But the door can’t open on it’s own and the farmer was an idiot.
I don’t expect an answer at this point, because as expected, your feelings are all butt hurt that no one found your farmer story remarkable.
I feel disrespected when people talk around me.