Farce News Network: The Fall Misandrist claim MRAsMore Like This
LOS ANGELES, CA (7 JULY 2014) - Men's Rights Activists are swarming twitter, attacking the story of The Fall. A biblical account of how sin entered the world through the first humans - Adam and Eve - they use the hashtag #GodHatesMen, claiming that this Judeo-Christian belief is misandrist by putting blame of sinfulness on the male species.
A few tweets from the protest
"The Church holds Adam responsible for ruining the world. I mean, really?! Adam was forced to pay the price for something Eve did. He's totally innocent!" one activist told FNN journalists.
"Men already have to live in a society that views them as murders and rapists. We don't need some matriarchal religion also telling our boys are evil as well!" his friend added.
However, Father Robert Barron - a popular Catholic theologian - says otherwise.
"The Fall is far from a misandrist account. Both Adam and Eve chose to eat from the forbidden fruit, and both were punished for
Los 7 DoloresMore Like This
Rezar despacio, meditando estos dolores:
La profecía de Simeón en la presentación del Niño Jesús.
Virgen María: por el dolor que sentiste cuando Simeón te anunció que una espada de dolor atravesaría tu alma, por los sufrimientos de Jesús, y ya en cierto modo te manifestó que tu participación en nuestra redención como corredentora sería a base de dolor; te acompañamos en este dolor. . . Y, por los méritos del mismo, haz que seamos dignos hijos tuyos y sepamos imitar tus virtudes.
Dios te salve, María,
La huida a Egipto con Jesús y José.
Virgen María: por el dolor que sentiste cuando tuviste que huir precipitadamente tan lejos, pasando grandes penalidades, sobre todo al ser tu Hijo tan pequeño; al poco de nacer, ya era perseguido de muerte el que precisamente había venido a traernos vida eterna; te acompañamos en este dolor . . . Y, por los
Jesus PieJesus pie!More Like This
But no matter how good it is
Some people just don't want any Jesus pie.
They choose instead
To go into Life's kitchen
And concoct their own dessert.
They think it will be better
If they just make it themselves
And they will know exactly what is in it.
So they try to invent their own recipe.
Some even try fabricating their own ingredients.
What intriguing experiments those become!
But all is futile in the end.
What a waste of life
Trying to make something that already exists
Or worse yet
Trying to make it better.
Jesus pie has already won first prize.
The only prize for that matter.
And there is a disappointment waiting
For all the skeptical wanna-be chefs.
Life's kitchen only works one way.
Jesus pie is all it will make.
Annual Resurrection Sunday Contest -- ENTER NOW!!ENTER AND WIN!!!!More Like This
He is Risen! He is Risen indeed!
The christians Annual Resurrection Sunday Art Contest aims to raise awareness and highlight the significance of the Resurrection Sunday and what our Lord and Savior's Resurrection means to us. It also provides an opportunity for aspiring artists to showcase their work to the public and witness Christ.
This year's theme is "Death Cannot Hold Me Down"
1. Content must relate to the theme "Death cannot hold me down", whether literal or figurative. This must clearly be reflected in the deviation AND in the artist's comments section.
2. Entries must be submitted to the folder called "Death cannot hold me down" to be accepted.
3. You may submit as many entries as you like but concentrate in quality and content, try to touch God with the expression of your art.
4. All forms of art are accepted, including literature.
Girl with spirit of divination: Set FreeThey'd stare at me with eager eyes,More Like This
waiting and wanting and wishing to hear
their futures far which I could tell.
For I knew and I saw
what others could not.
A gift? No, a curse,
which I could not fight.
And though some envied me for it
I only felt captive,
I never wanted to know -
but I was possessed,
owned by something else,
longing to be free.
It spoke what I did not want to speak,
It told me what I did not ask,
It haunted me both night and day
till I thought I'd go mad -
or was I already?
And then I saw them,
bearers of good news,
and felt Its fear,
for It knew (and so did I)
that my help was near.
nd day by day I followed them
and so did It
and It shouted out
the truth It could not bear,
and yet the truth that all should hear -
And I knew then:
they would use me
like all the others did
who saw not me
but the demon enslaving me,
who wanted Its knowledge
but cared nothing for me.
Why should they let
this precious gift go -
so precious to them, such torture to me?