Perhaps instead of talking about someone's religion in a negative sense, we would be better to return to the original intent that Epoman set forth: Is there a God? My answer is an emphatic yes for a host of reasons.
I had tickets to the planned (but next to last actual function) of Tammy Faye and Jim Baker. Opps, it got cancelled but I got my money back.Chauffeur came in limo to pick up Billy Graham. Graham said to chauffeur, I've never driven on of these. Please let me drive. After some coaching and praying the chauffeur agreed. Graham started down the freeway a little too fast and not very long after he was pulled over by a highway patrol man. The patrolman looked in the drivers window and was perplexed. What should he do? He thinks, I'll better call in to check protocol. He gets his supervisor on the phone and says I've stopped someone and really down want to give them a ticket. But we don't discriminate says the supervisor. But it is someone really important says the patrol man. Is it the Governors? No, more important than that. The President? No, even more important. Who then asked the supervisor? I'm not sure replies the patrolman but it may be Jesus. The Chauffeur is Billy Graham.!Forgive me.
Thank you Dan and Del,While I do not believe in a higher power, I do hold that people can and should be accepting of the beliefs of others. I fear that most organized religions do not share that sentiment despite lip service to it. Otherwise there would not have been the many religious wars over the millennia. I realize that some folks need to have a higher power, and that is perfectly all right. For me, I know that I am made of the stuff of stars and will return to the same stuff when my life is over. I don't need a god to be good. And I certainly try to good all the time (though not always successful). Because this is the only life that I have (I believe in life before death), it is very precious and I need to make the most of it. My only shot at immortality is to leave a bequest of good works behind. Aleta
Although, I did tell a Muslim friend on Christmas day that I couldn't be Muslim because I couldn't kneel down and bow so many times a day. Someone would have to help me up and down!! (he thought I was very funny!)