[Liberty1970]

I am ok and I resent the insinuation that I am a bad person.

Who gets to judge who is a bad person or not? I can tell myself that I'm fine, but why should my own personal moral order count for anything with myself, much less with anyone else? That makes as much sense as me declaring the law of gravity to be different than what it is, or declaring the sky to be purple instead of blue.

Please understand that I'm trying to help you, not judge you. You may be a 'better' person than I. But by what standard? If it's just yours or my standard, that's meaningless. We can make up moral standards all day long that (conveniently) make ourselves look good, and that is no more meaningful than making up fantasy statements about the laws of nature.

Romans 3:12 says "There is none who does good, there is not even one." "For all have sinned and fall short of the glory of God." (Rom. 3:23) It is God's standard that matters, and we all fall short of it. The good news is that God has forgiven us freely and taken upon Himself the punishment for our sins, maintaining His perfect justice while at the same time displaying perfect love for those who accept it.

[maine-iac7]

Please understand that I'm trying to help you, not judge you.

Laughter is indeed, the best medicine. Thanks for providing a shot of it,

I reply to your post, and alert ClodWater to, only to also give ColdWater a chuckle.

You, who believe - KNOW - we are all born BAD and remain BAD - presume to 'help' me in understanding that I cannot be a good person - I am BAD BAD BAD...born BAD

and you quote Romans: 3:12 says "There is none who does good, there is not even one."

YOu poor soul. I'm glad I don't live in your pitiful little world nor have the heavy burden of enlightening everyone on their 'badness.' That must be a full time job.

YOu bring to mind this poem:

THE SPECTRUM

Poor dear,

In your black and white world

so drear.

Come, take my hand

for a look at my sphere.

No black and white existence here...

no absence of color allowed.

My boundless world is edged

With prisms catching celestial sparks

Flung like singing larks

Shattering rays

In spectral hues,

emblazoned double-dyed days

Prancing ahead of

silver-footed nights

Washed a la indigo blues

and Sapphire sparked seas

that melt at dawn

to jasper and jade

- afloat with crushed emeralds.

Come, step out of your decolored world

And see how mine is made."

Thanks for your concern about my not recognizing I'm a bad person, always have been - born bad. But I wouldn't want you burdened with the need to "help" me - seems you may need all your energies to concentrate on the person in the mirror.

As for me, I'll continue to walk and sing in the sunshine and enjoy MY world which has a loving God, who didn't create and send to the world BAD babies - My God is a loving God, not a vengeful one - except on those who eventually turn wicked.

Sad for you.

(I say these things not as a presumption to 'help' you = just as an observation.)