Believers like to say God has a sense of humor. But if he does, I imagine it would not be the kind of humor we would appreciate.
For instance, recently a man was trapped in an elevator lift in Vienna, Austria. Gunther Link prayed out to God to save him, and someone came and rescued him. Praise God!
He rushed to a Catholic church to thank his magnificent God for saving his life.
And as he was praying, he apparently embraced a stone pillar, which toppled over on him, crushing and killing him. His body was found the next day when parishioners attended Mass.
If a god existed who performed such practical jokes, would he deserve our praise and worship? Christians and Catholics would have been happy to give god “all the praise” for saving that man’s life. But on his death, they are silent. They might point to the devil, or be willing to leave it to “chance.” But they should know better. If god is responsible for saving people, he is also responsible for killing them — either directly by performing the deed, or indirectly by non-interference.
What kind of god would do such a thing? And even if such a god did exist, would he deserve our worship?
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AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! That’s CLASSIC!
Wow!!
Note to Alanis: Now THAT is irony!
WIN.
I love the smell of irony in the morning.
He’s in a better place now.
It’s all part of God’s plan somehow.
God works in mysterious ways.
There you are. Three obligatory apologetic explanations that never wear out.
God’s plan apparently didn’t go through. I bet this was brought to his attention when the guy was giving thanks. God: “Whoops, missed one. I’ll just knock this over and…yeah, yeah. Great. It was all part of my plan from the beginning, I swear.”
It’s sad, of course, but there’s a moral to be gained from it: sh…uh, stuff happens.
eh, god made a oopsie, than corrected it
Actually god was saving the guy who rescued him. You see, the rescuer that helped him out of the elevator usually prays next to the pillar.
Clearly God’s elaborate murder scheme to kill the guy in an elevator failed, then he paniced when the guy came to the church to pray to him, and hasitly pushed a stone pillar on him. Its a cover up people, we gotta hold this “God” fellow accountable for this murder! This sicko is the largest serial killer of all time: http://dwindlinginunbelief.blogspot.com/2009/01/how-many-has-god-killed-revised.html
god borrowed the plot for the “Final Destination” movies
“I don’t want to start any blasphemous rumours /
But I think that God’s got a sick sense of humour“
Some thought-provoking questions you offer up, but you’re right. I grew up Catholic and everyone would say it was because of God that something happened. Why did I get good grades in school? Because my grandmother lit candles and prayed that I would.
But why did my friend die at the age of 22 with no explanation? Not God’s fault, of course.
Double-standard at its best.
Not to mention they trivialized all your hard work getting those grades, and gave the morale-boosting praise you so richly deserved to an intangible deity. It’s a vicious circle christians are caught in. Every good thing you do is attributed to god. You’re robbed of your sense of self-worth by getting no credit for the good you do, but when you screw up…..you’re just a lowly sinner. Grovel before god and he’ll forgive you through his amazing grace, even though everyone knows you thoroughly suck and don’t deserve it. Is it really any wonder they believe they are unworthy of living outside of god’s “grace” when they’ve been socialized into this kind of thinking?
The simple explanation:
http://www.smbc-comics.com/index.php?db=comics&id=390#comic
Come on guys, eternity is a long time. Isn’t god entitled to light up a fattie every now and then, let him mind wander? Does he have to stay focused EVERY SECOND? Cut a deity some slack, yo.
What a wonderful way to enter Heaven, from a church.
I think it’s rather cool to die while praying instead of, say,fornicating
Not me. I’d rather die while having a good time!!!
Hear, hear! Except I assume it would super awkward for the other person/people.
I’d much rather die whilst fornicating than praying. Granted, as Teleprompter points out, it would be rather awkward for the other guy…but at least he’d be able to say, “A good time was had by all…until he died.”
I don’t believe a god exists, but I cannot prove this. So even in the unlikely scenario where a god does actually exist, I don’t want to be a part of his fucked up game anyhow. There are so many awful things in this world, it is equally impossible to believe in a god as it is to imagine worshiping one.
In the even more unlikely event that there is actually a Hell, it will only be a 2nd rate heaven anyhow. If Heaven is the Ritz-Carlton filled with holy rollers, then Hell is the Best Western by the interstate with the comedy club down stairs and a really fun bar. I’ll take the Best Western please.
First round is on me.
I’m in.
Good point Daniel. I wrote a blog concerning this same subject a little while back. It completely bewilders me how the religious can apply beneficence to a “miraculous” occurrence it is also necessary to apply malice or carelessness to an adverse incident.
God was actually planing to hit Dawkins but he got distracted by some dude praying in an elevator and typed the wrong GPS coordinates into the infidel targeting computer.
Usually when that happen, he wipes out Indonesia with a tsunami. Not as much collateral damage this time.
Thank him for small miracles, at least.
no, he doesnt deserve the worship
Whichever God is in charge of doing this, deserves my praise!
=)
*hums Ironic by Alanis Morrisette to herself* Huh, sorry, what? Okay, I just have to say how intellectually dishonest it is to praise god (who these people believe in) for “saving” this man (when it was in actuality the person who came to his rescue is to be praised) but no blame is shifted onto god when this guy gets killed. It’s how Christians believe, in a nutshell.
Except, of course, that none of the misfortunes that Alanis Morisette details in her song are actually ironic – they’re all just bad luck. The only thing ironic about that song is its own title.
He was only trapped in an elevator. How long do you have to be trapped in an elevator before you die? How much air can you run out of before someone notices and comes to get you out? Was he in the elevator by himself? Anxiety and panic, I understand, but this doesn’t seem like after all the failed attempt on his life. Going to church is what killed him, that was god’s plan. I did LOL about his cousin reporting him missing and he wasn’t found until the parishioners arrived for mass the next day. Sick of me, but LOL.
Cletus arrived at the airport ten hours late, and his cousin Bucephus asked why.
“Oh it was hor’ble!” he replied “We was changin’ planes in Denver and the power went out and trapped us between floors fer ’bout eight hours.”
“You look exhausted,” his cousin replied.
“Well yeah,” said Cletus, “I mean, there ain’t noplace to lie down on an escalator.”
and to think, this guy would still be alive if he didn’t believe in God