September 19, 2005


This article is great, though it makes me wonder just what I've missed by spending my whole life as a milquetoast Methodist. Not that I WANT to experience the lunatic fringe--I'm just wondering where these folks hang out. My favorite paragraph:

I am tired of hearing people I work with say that God is talking to them like He talked to Moses at the burning bush or like He talked to Abraham. I'm weary of people saying God speaks directly to them about mundane matters of reasonable human choice, so that their choices of toothpaste and wallpaper are actually God's choices, and therefore I need to just shut up and keep all my opinions to myself until I can appreciate spiritual things. I'm tired of people acting as if the normal Christian life is hearing a voice in your head telling you things other people can't possible know, thus allowing you a decided advantage.

I mean, if all this were really happening, wouldn't these people be picking better stocks?

via Andrea.

Posted by Big Arm Woman at September 19, 2005 12:59 PM

Pretty much everyone at our church seems to have that little voice talking to them - telling them to buy a new house, which school to go to, what car to buy....I'm serious, God is really chatty these days!

Posted by: Belle at September 19, 2005 03:46 PM

Well he ain't talking to me. Which is a shame, because I could really use His advice on my stock portfolio, and what color to paint my den.

Posted by: BAW at September 19, 2005 04:11 PM

Paint the den something neutral. I can't get more specific without rescinding free will.

About those stocks, do you serve Mammon or Me? ;-)

With My everlasting love,


Posted by: God at September 19, 2005 05:22 PM

LOL at 3rd comment

There was an article in the paper the other day about some Katrina evacuees in town. They left ahead of the storm. It seems that the husband's family outside NO kept calling and asking if they were going to evacuate, and he kept saying no, they would weather this one out. Then a church member called and asked if he couldn't "hijack" the church van and get them out of there, and he heard the voice of God saying "Fool, get up!" He did indeed get hold of the church van, picked up several church members, and got them to Memphis before the storm hit. Now I'm not going to say that he didn't have it in the back of his mind that he was really being foolish to keep his family there and when the church member called that wasn't just the last straw; and I'm also not going to say that God didn't tell him exactly what he says he heard God say. But that's a little different from which stocks to buy.

Posted by: Laura at September 19, 2005 06:52 PM

Laura -

Yeah, it's not that I don't think miracles can happen, because I do. It's just that there's a definite line between seeking divine guidance and abdicating all responsibility for everything because "God will take care of it." Really? Then why did He bother giving us brains, and what was the point of that whole apple episode?

Oh, and thanks for the den advice, Father.

Posted by: BAW at September 19, 2005 09:18 PM

Wittgenstein : ``If we want to warn somebody of a terrible danger, do we go about it by telling him a riddle whose solution will be the warning?''

Posted by: Ron Hardin at September 20, 2005 04:48 AM

I don't deny that some people are pushed by God to do certain things...but it seems to me that God would not be so much of a micro-manager as to want consulting props on things like wallpaper and car choice and that sort of thing. I mean, it's not like He doesn't have an awful lot of other things to attend to.

I will say I can't stand it when people act as though they're some how "more Christian" or "more saved" than the rest of us because they believe God told them to select the particular dog breed they did for a pet. I never know whether to sort of edge slowly away from them, smiling and nodding, or whether to actually wonder if, maybe, there are some favored folks with an open line to The Big Guy.

Posted by: ricki at September 20, 2005 09:16 AM

Ricki, you nailed it for me. I do not feel like competing with other people about God's interest in or guidance of my life, nor do I want to hear that God told someone to make a particular choice - as if that justifies it. Which I guess it does, in their mind.

I think edging away slowly is your best bet...

Posted by: Belle at September 21, 2005 08:45 AM

...back in the 90's.

So. I'm visitin', just talking with my cousin (at her house, which is also day-care for 4-5 toddlers), and one of her friends - Rosemary - drops by.

Anyways. We're talking 'n stuff. All of a sudden, in one of the interstitial silent spaces where people don't talk (when they're, y'know, visitin'), Rosemary busts out laughin'.

We're already in pause mode, so this is a bit, well, startling, and we look over at her (she's standing by the kitchen sink).

"Uh, what's so funny?" I ask.

"Oh, God just told me a little joke. He's so funny sometimes" she - gigglingly - relates.

Debbie (my cousin) looks over at me, and rolls her eyes. I smile, and make sure the path to the front door is still clear. Just in case.

People? This is kind of behaviour is just plain weird. Maybe God does talk with you. But t'were better you should keep the fact between you and the Big Guy (unless you're a prophet 'r somethin').

Because y'all ain't convincin' NO one of how holy you are because of yer direct line to the apparently-in-your-case loquacious Almighty.

What yer convincin' people of is that y'all got a screw loose.

And as for Rosemary? - Well, I never could be around Rosemary after that without gettin' the willies, and lookin' for the nearest door.

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