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The Story of the Atheist and the Christian |
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fractal007 Senior Member
since 2000-06-01
Posts 1958 |
In green fields of Creation and pastures Populated by deers, children, and pastors, Came two men. One was an atheist, The other was a Christian. Like masters From hell, they yelled, hurled, and missed. Now the children all cried when they Saw that their dream of peace and gay Celebration for all had been dashed. And so, their minds began to sway From good to bad. Finally, they crashed. The deers continued to frolic on high places, Completely indifferent to the silly races And peeing contests that ensued all around. Both warriors tried to club them with maces, Hurl rocks at them, but both missed, clean and sound. The pastors just sat and swung at each other With their Bibles. Each told his mother Of this, and called upon his father To come beat, flog and torment the other. They fought on, and forgot about their Father. The atheist and the Christian each went his separate way. The children lived in confusion, waiting for that final dawn. The pastors just sat all day in caves, as most now say. The dear children of God lived in peace, and frolicked on, Until the coming of that holy and final day…. |
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Lighthousebob Member Elite
since 2000-06-14
Posts 4725California |
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fractal007 Senior Member
since 2000-06-01
Posts 1958 |
Lighthousebob: Thankyou for the compliments. The deer represent the Christians who have faith in God. I borrowed the symbol from Hannah Hurnard's Hinds Feet on High Places, a book I like quite a bit. The deers also have freedom to just be themselves. The children are so swept up in the teaching of dogma from a fundamentalist church, that they get confused when they see the atheist and the Christian fighting[these represent fundamental Christianity and militant atheism]. The clergy[Don't worry it's not a generalization] represent those religious dogmas that really have little to bear on our relationships with God. So they argue about dogma in the Bible like children. In the end, everybody ended up really messed up, except for the deer, which decided to be themselves in the name of God. Because they were themselves, they got both atheist and fundamentalist mad at them. However, in the end, they went with their hearts, which contained Jesus Christ and the Holy Spirit, not dogma. SO, I believe that in the end, this battle between the secular world and fundamental Christianity, will result in people getting very messed up and confused, unless their hearts are in the right place, like the deer. We all need to try to be like the deer. God bless. |
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DYME Member
since 2000-07-29
Posts 104Texas |
You have truely told of how Christians in this world are now. As Christians, we should be bringing souls to Christ in his name and honor. But most of us are forcing people to give their lives to Christ simply because they say it's right. And so far, that method is only turning people away. You did a wounderful job in showing this. I think this poem deserves 2 thumbs up. God Bless!! NO WEAPON FORMED AGAINST ME SHALL PROSPER... ISAIAH 54:17 |
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Stephanos![]()
since 2000-07-31
Posts 3618Statesboro, GA, USA |
Your poem has a lot of truth in it. It reminded me of a few lines of a poem I wrote a while back... The further I progress upon the road of understanding, the more I come along this trail of truth and godly ways, it seems to grow much clearer as the days and months and years advance, the heart of God is what must be revealed for men to give Christ praise. It’s really not through doctrines as important as we know they are. for naked dogma can’t contain such boon and costly prize. Though creeds are surely needed just like signposts for direction to remember they are not our destination we would be most wise. Thanks for sharing this creative and insightful poem. |
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sandgrain Member Elite
since 1999-09-21
Posts 3662Sycamore, IL, USA |
I thought of that book, I like too, reading the first few lines of your poem. As my son once said, it isn't as much what people are told as how they see lives lived. Our Father, it seems, must look at all this wrangling between His children, as a parent sees sibling rivalry. Your insight is great. Thanks for sharing it. Rae |
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