I grew up in the UCC (my Dad refers to it as the Last Door on the Left). I've ended up in a UU church (It's a church! Where believing what you want is right there in the Principles!), which upsets some bits of my extended family, but is a good fit for me.
Willow: Were there dolphins? Tara: Yes. Many dolphins at the pound. Willow: Was there a camel? Tara: There was the front of a camel. A half-camel.
'Selfless'
Natter 68: Bork Bork Bork
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DebetEsse - May 21, 2011 3:56:50 pm PDT #9205 of 30001
Woe to the fucking wicked.
Cashmere - May 21, 2011 3:59:25 pm PDT #9206 of 30001
Now tagless for your comfort.
Too bad we don't read ancient Aramaic!
Even that wouldn't help considering the number of copies and mistakes in those copies which would result in more confusion!
Tom Scola - May 21, 2011 4:01:11 pm PDT #9207 of 30001
hwæt
OT was written in Hebrew. NT was written in Greek, not Aramaic.
sarameg - May 21, 2011 4:05:24 pm PDT #9208 of 30001
Standard joke among liberal quakers and UU: basically the same people, but Quakers like to sit around in silence and UU never shut up.
I do appreciate having grown up in a faith community. Thankfully, that particular flavor wasn't particularly upset when I stood up in meeting (12? 13? I dunno) to share that I didn't believe in god, buddha (we had some buddhists,) Christ or anything, really. And had no issue with me still staying in the community. I wasn't the only one.
(This wouldn't work at a lot of Quaker meetings, but out west, they lean to so open you can fall out.)
I didn't actually quit going to meeting until I went to (a quaker) college. Part of that was, hello? College? I had my community. Part was even liberal granola quaker colleges in North Carolina were a little more god-Christ heavy than I felt at home in. So it wasn't my community anymore.
quester - May 21, 2011 4:09:53 pm PDT #9209 of 30001
Danger is my middle name, only I spell it R. u. t. h. - Tina Belcher.
If Adman and Eve were the only humans and then they had children - who did their children marry?
Just cause the typo is funny!
sarameg - May 21, 2011 4:13:56 pm PDT #9210 of 30001
Also: my floors are clean, I swam a bloody slow 2 miles (1m/lap?! What's up? Actually, I think it is the pool is too warm, I swim faster when it is cool.) and my bistro set is drying from its final lindseed oil slathering before going out on the desk for the season.
I think I'll go buy a pretty pot (since the last broke in a storm) and flowery thing to put on the table tomorrow.
DebetEsse - May 21, 2011 4:23:13 pm PDT #9211 of 30001
Woe to the fucking wicked.
Standard joke among liberal quakers and UU: basically the same people, but Quakers like to sit around in silence and UU never shut up.
I think I may have to visit some Quakers sometime. Assuming they're okay with knitting during said silence.
sarameg - May 21, 2011 4:31:42 pm PDT #9212 of 30001
Just DON'T go to a "programmed" meeting. Those are preacher types.
My meeting in Las Cruces put up with my dad's snoring. (He, even back then, was pretty adamantly anti-religion. But he agreed with their social justice movement, and since he wasn't being preached at... he refused to sit on any committees, though.)
It's all about finding the right meeting.
Connie Neil - May 21, 2011 4:33:11 pm PDT #9213 of 30001
brillig
I see God/ess as the ultimate shoulder to lean/cry on. She can't change what's happening, but the hugs are terrific. It's helped me feel not quite so alone in various dark nights of the soul.
DebetEsse - May 21, 2011 4:36:36 pm PDT #9214 of 30001
Woe to the fucking wicked.
Good to know. Thanks. I'm pretty happy with my UUs, and I'm not even sure there are any Quakers in Fort Wayne. But, should I move (or visit somewhere), I'll keep that in mind, because, yeah, being preached at would be a turn-off.