Roadtoad
Bufo Caminus Inedibilis
After reading your posts and scrolling through your "discussions," I thought a response was called for.
I'll start this with a story. I usually do.
Last Friday and Saturday, I made a run up North to pick up some heavy equipment for a client, along with a group of other drivers. We loaded up in Shasta County, and then began driving home. In my case, I had a unit called a "Speedswing" loaded on my lowboy.
One of the guys who "helped" get me ready to roll is someone who brags to the rest of us how he's in Church on Sunday, and how he's a follower of divine revelation as found in Scripture. One of the little "gifts" he left me was that he ran a chain across a light receptacle, which, when we tightened it up, broke apart. Once it did this, the chain made contact with the bare wires, and shorted out my electrical system on my truck. I had turn signals, I had brake lights, but nothing else.
I managed to get things fixed on the way home, with help from another driver, (who, by the way, is an agnostic). But, ultimately, this was but one incident in what would be a very ugly weekend.
On Saturday, we began the run South to Bakersfield where the equipment was needed. During run down, our Hero decided he was going to get into a pissing contest with another driver. He'd pass the other guy, then slow down. The other driver would pass up our Hero, only to have Hero speed up and block him from getting over into the far right lane. (Just a note, here: Trucks are supposed to be in the Right Lane. We can get over one to the left, the so-called "Hammer Lane," but only for short periods of time, and only under certain conditions. If you're in the Hammer Lane too long, you get a ticket for a lane violation, and fine is not cheap: generally, around $280.)
Then, over the CB, he begins running off at the mouth at the other driver, accusing him of playing games. Keep in mind, ol' Hero tends to run too fast, so all of this is taking place at 65 miles an hour, with vehicles fully loaded to their legal gross weight of 80,000 lbs.
We arrive in Bakersfield. Hero can't be bothered to help other drivers, and for the better part of the final leg of the trip, I couldn't get him to shut the f*** up so I could stop and ask directions to where we needed to be. He's still picking fights with other drivers, and calling still others names you'll normally hear on an Elementary School playground. Then, if that weren't enough, a supervising driver asks me to ask him to do something, and I get an earful about how I'm not his boss, and I can't tell him what to do. (Maybe not, but the supervisor certainly could, and did.)
Of course, if you call him on any of this, he begins to preach. You know, how we need Jesus, and how we're all sinners, and we need to forgive, and yes, he's made mistakes, but we owe him forgiveness.
(If you need brain surgery, do you want a surgeon who's sincere, or one who's competent?)
Yeah, I'm a little irked. And, no, this isn't one of my better written efforts, but I'm a little tired of reading the baiting of atheists on this forum by people who claim to "love" Jesus. And while, nominally, I'm still "Christian," I find these people who choose to pass on religion are more friends to me than just about any of the "Believers" who post here, (with some notable exceptions).
Tell you what, Gang: I haven't read your testimonies of how you came to believe, but I can tell you that if I had to decide if you were believers based on what I read, you folks would come up real short, real quick. Calling people "flesh fiends" and other names, the declarations that unless they believe in a manner that's JUST LIKE YOURS, they're destined for Hell, (which I could stomach if you weren't just groovin' on people rotting in misery), and belittling the very people you claim you're trying to witness to, doesn't make you believable.
In fact, if I had to guess, your behavior declares that you have not been changed by the power of the Holy Spirit. If anything, you're more vain and arrogant than any atheist present on this site. What you're saying is that there is no God.
And, of course, since I'm a mere Truck Driver, who am I to argue with you?
I'll start this with a story. I usually do.
Last Friday and Saturday, I made a run up North to pick up some heavy equipment for a client, along with a group of other drivers. We loaded up in Shasta County, and then began driving home. In my case, I had a unit called a "Speedswing" loaded on my lowboy.
One of the guys who "helped" get me ready to roll is someone who brags to the rest of us how he's in Church on Sunday, and how he's a follower of divine revelation as found in Scripture. One of the little "gifts" he left me was that he ran a chain across a light receptacle, which, when we tightened it up, broke apart. Once it did this, the chain made contact with the bare wires, and shorted out my electrical system on my truck. I had turn signals, I had brake lights, but nothing else.
I managed to get things fixed on the way home, with help from another driver, (who, by the way, is an agnostic). But, ultimately, this was but one incident in what would be a very ugly weekend.
On Saturday, we began the run South to Bakersfield where the equipment was needed. During run down, our Hero decided he was going to get into a pissing contest with another driver. He'd pass the other guy, then slow down. The other driver would pass up our Hero, only to have Hero speed up and block him from getting over into the far right lane. (Just a note, here: Trucks are supposed to be in the Right Lane. We can get over one to the left, the so-called "Hammer Lane," but only for short periods of time, and only under certain conditions. If you're in the Hammer Lane too long, you get a ticket for a lane violation, and fine is not cheap: generally, around $280.)
Then, over the CB, he begins running off at the mouth at the other driver, accusing him of playing games. Keep in mind, ol' Hero tends to run too fast, so all of this is taking place at 65 miles an hour, with vehicles fully loaded to their legal gross weight of 80,000 lbs.
We arrive in Bakersfield. Hero can't be bothered to help other drivers, and for the better part of the final leg of the trip, I couldn't get him to shut the f*** up so I could stop and ask directions to where we needed to be. He's still picking fights with other drivers, and calling still others names you'll normally hear on an Elementary School playground. Then, if that weren't enough, a supervising driver asks me to ask him to do something, and I get an earful about how I'm not his boss, and I can't tell him what to do. (Maybe not, but the supervisor certainly could, and did.)
Of course, if you call him on any of this, he begins to preach. You know, how we need Jesus, and how we're all sinners, and we need to forgive, and yes, he's made mistakes, but we owe him forgiveness.
(If you need brain surgery, do you want a surgeon who's sincere, or one who's competent?)
Yeah, I'm a little irked. And, no, this isn't one of my better written efforts, but I'm a little tired of reading the baiting of atheists on this forum by people who claim to "love" Jesus. And while, nominally, I'm still "Christian," I find these people who choose to pass on religion are more friends to me than just about any of the "Believers" who post here, (with some notable exceptions).
Tell you what, Gang: I haven't read your testimonies of how you came to believe, but I can tell you that if I had to decide if you were believers based on what I read, you folks would come up real short, real quick. Calling people "flesh fiends" and other names, the declarations that unless they believe in a manner that's JUST LIKE YOURS, they're destined for Hell, (which I could stomach if you weren't just groovin' on people rotting in misery), and belittling the very people you claim you're trying to witness to, doesn't make you believable.
In fact, if I had to guess, your behavior declares that you have not been changed by the power of the Holy Spirit. If anything, you're more vain and arrogant than any atheist present on this site. What you're saying is that there is no God.
And, of course, since I'm a mere Truck Driver, who am I to argue with you?