Oh the OTHER Bible! I see!
That Scouse with the megaphone from Oxford St. Was on the TV last night, rattling of his cheesy lines and unashamedly ignoring the idea that anyone else might have a religion or belief system that is worth anything at all. Having to wait for a bus within earshot of him so very very very often, having seen him look directly at Muslims, Sikhs and Orthodox Jews and shout out "Are you going to be a sinner or a winner? If you ignore the boss, it's your loss." without thinking for one minute that they are as committed to serving the benign divine (see, I can rattle off catchy lines too) as he is, and that they have a right to walk down the street without someone effectively telling them they deserve to go hell for following their religion instead of his, I have come to the conclusion that there must be two Bibles. The one I studied in Religious Studies A-Level, and another one missing all the following quotes:
And if any man hear my words, and believe not, I judge him not: for I came not to judge the world, but to save the world.
Judge not, and ye shall not be judged: condemn not, and ye shall not be condemned: forgive, and ye shall be forgiven
For with what judgment ye judge, ye shall be judged: and with what measure ye mete, it shall be measured to you again.
Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.
Blessed are the meek, for they will inherit the earth
Blessed are you when people insult you, persecute you and falsely say all kinds of evil against you because of me.
Blessed are you when men hate you, when they exclude you and insult you and reject your name as evil, because of the Son of Man.
Woe to you who laugh now, for you will mourn and weep.
Do to others as you would have them do to you.
If you love those who love you, what credit is that to you? Even sinners love those who love them. And if you do good to those who are good to you, what credit is that to you? Even sinners do that.
Why do you look at the speck of sawdust in your brother's eye and pay no attention to the plank in your own eye? How can you say to your brother, Brother, let me take the speck out of your eye, when you yourself fail to see the plank in your own eye? You hypocrite, first take the plank out of your eye, and then you will see clearly to remove the speck from your brother's eye.
No good tree bears bad fruit, nor does a bad tree bear good fruit. Each tree is recognized by its own fruit. People do not pick figs from thornbushes, or grapes from briers. The good man brings good things out of the good stored up in his heart, and the evil man brings evil things out of the evil stored up in his heart. For out of the overflow of his heart his mouth speaks.
Now, if anyone thinks I'm taking these quotes out of context, I would say to them that I understood Jesus to be speaking to all mankind, with no exceptions, and that that was the point of his point. So when I am offended and hurt by the things this man is saying, that's 'evil' against me in Jesus' name. Call me presumptuous, but I doubt Jesus would have liked that.
But don't worry, you loudmouthed scouse hypocrite. I'm sure Jesus will forgive you. If you understand you need to be forgiven and ask genuinely for that forgiveness. Yes, Jesus loves you, but I don't.


7 Comments:
Hi - I had no idea you had so much to say about your Lord...
...it beats weddings tho!
So you found a pic (interesting), you changed your blog (nice new look) and you've not written about 'Enders for a while now...
Personally I thought the whole 'Den thing' was a bluddy great pile of pap! Utter bobbins and not quite the excitement I was expecting, no really, I was sooooooooo looking forward to that episode.
[No I wasn't, I was at a snooker club on the fateful night, but the barstaff put the telly on so they wouldn't miss 'the big moment'. I could've wept.)
I liked the way Andy finally fell for his boss (ho hum), for all intents and purposes the man from the Bill...*sigh*...very classy.
I think I need a new passion - like Meg suggests, in a way, when a flame flickers and dies you don't always have the ways and means to light up another, you have to wait for someone to spark one up for you...
...tick, tock, tick, tock...
Oh, not my lord, hon, i'm a pagan! Thing is there is a school of thought that he wasn't far off the same himself... I haven't mentioned Eastenders indeed, because you are entirely right about the Pap factor (watching Andy die whilst watching snooker- two of mine and my husband's favourite activities! where do you play?) and i suspect the next few months will just be old saskia/steve/mad matthew scripts recycled...
I suggested country and western music as a new passion to meg, so why not have a browse of www.cowboylyrics.com and see if carefully crafted hilarity/ three chords and the truth works for you too!
I feel like some kind of dating service now. It confuses me when you two talk to each other...
Pray continue though.
Confuses you Meg?
Hush now odd child.
Now then Moon clambering person,
snooker - Southfields, it's an old cinema, really cool (a bit grubby mind, but if posh ain't your priority you'll love it).
I'll check out the Country Music Lyric Archives later...I've nothing to do tonight anyway, perhaps it'll inspire me to write some 'truth-tunes' of my own...?
About the looney Matthew and crazy Steve, not to mention the delightful Saskia (what a name!) - I thought that bit of 'Enders was the bestest in a time measurable only to a period lasting no longer than a spate just long enough to remain memorable, but no shorter than something you might forget in a flash.
They don't have the characters anymore though...*sigh*...shame.
Go on - write another Enders jobby...g'wan!
Yeah, meg, i'm a married woman! i just didn't want pepps to continue thinking i'm a meg abusing loon!
Pepps, my husband also says Steve was the best character in ages, maybe it's a guy thing. maybe it's a 'saw The Krays' at an impressionable age thing...
I think there's a lot of wisdom in the Bible that transcends the aeons and is just as relevant today as it was then. Like that bit about the plank in your eye...I was just about to point out to my brother that he had a bit of sawdust in his eye when I was reading the bible and saw that bit about the plank and realised, sweet baby jesus and the orphans, I've got a considerable length of 2-by-4 hanging out of my eye! In fact I've been dead for two weeks because of it! Thank you bible.
And so often when i see that megaphone guy i think 'Shut up you plank', which i now realise must as a phrase have come from shortening 'you ocularly plank weilding div.
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