To be sure, there are a lot of fat-cat politicians, on both sides of the political aisle. And you can safely bet most of them aren’t able to think any better than they actually eat. Newton Leroy Gingrich is a great example of what I mean.
Mud thou art, and to mud shall thou return. Christopher Hitchens is an atheist dogmatist. For all his witty brilliance, he hasn’t figured out that only an unqualified reality— an absolute— could dare to be as consistently dogmatic as he is. And he certainly isn’t an absolute reality. Yes, he can intellectually deny God— and still be morally good, loyal, …
Most of us, if we think about our inevitable death at all, usually only think of one kind of death: the physical cessation of life. But there are really three kinds of death: Physical (body and mind) death; Intellectual (mind) death; and Spiritual (soul) death.
In a well-neigh limitless universe, the mortal races of our planet, Urantia, stand as the representatives of the lowest order of intelligent and personal creation. And it is a solemn and supernal fact that such lowly and material creatures are “the sons of God,” faith children of the Highest Deity in the universe.
Some people are just sloppy thinkers. They get their little macaroni fingers on a delicious but strictly philosophical entrée, and the next thing you know it’s dribbling down their chinny-chin-chin and onto their anti-gravity vestments.
It is the mission of religion to prepare man for bravely, even heroically, facing the vicissitudes of life. Religion is evolutionary man’s supreme endowment, the one thing which enables him to carry on and “endure as seeing Him who is invisible.”
The brotherhood of men is founded on the fatherhood of God. The family of God is derived from the love of God–God is love. God the Father divinely loves his children, all of them.
