I think a difference between a Christian and a Catholic is how they live their religion. I feel that Christians are very much up front with their beliefs. Catholics tend to shelf their views. Or lets say that a Christian has primarily one view ---- while a Catholic likely has a personal view and a social view. In other words, the Christian kid is likely the one who raises his hand in class and questions the validity of gay marriage during Social Studies, while a Catholic classmate mutters, "Oh, here we go again..."
A little bit too upfront all the time. When I think about born again, and Christ took all of our sins I almost puke.
Well, see ---- perhaps you are not saved. I feel that Christ is the most important thing we have. Do you believe that or not?
I was saved but I don't believe in JC anymore, unless you mean Julius Caesar.
Those stupid people knock on my door and said I wasn't saved. And that was not the only experience I had with those stupid people.
Sorry, but I don't find losing one's salvation is an option. One is either saved or not saved. If someone decides to chuck it all away for whatever reason, then it is unlikely that individual was ever saved at all. Simply put, salvation isn't a bed of roses with everything going perfectly swell in this lifetime. There are going to be trials and tribulations, and frankly all Christians should be well aware of this fact. People who believe that once a Christian everything is going to be sweet and lovely are in for a rude awakening. People are not stupid. Oh, someone may say something someone else doesn't wish to hear, but that is the thing discussions are made of. I'm sorry that you feel as though your were somehow disrespected; however, GOD likely sent them your way. There is nothing worse than living a lie or believing one thing but finding out later your were headed in the wrong direction. Alter boys and choir members don't go to heaven because they are appreciated by the bishop for the job they do. Salvation is a very intimate thing ---- one will know it when it happens. Things are simply never the same again.
That was 10 years ago, no one comes to my door and says I'm not saved because they are stupid. Well I started listening to sermons from Prots, Evans, Fundies, and reading the history of the eras :
For I have seen a certain man of my own country, whose name was
Eleazar, releasing people that were demoniacal in the presence of Vespasian, and his sons, and his Captains, and the whole multitude of his soldiers: the manner of the cure was this: he put a ring that had a root of one of those sorts mentioned by Solomon to the nostrils of the demoniack: after which he drew out the demon through his nostrils: and when the man fell down immediately, he abjured him to return into him no more: making still mention of Solomon, and reciting the incantations which he composed. And when Eleazar would persuade and demonstrate to the spectators that he had such a power, he set a little way off a cup or bason full of water, and commanded the demon, as he went out of the man, to overturn it; and thereby to let the spectators know that he had left the man.
Josephus: Antiquities of the Jews, Book VIII
chapter 2-paragraft 5, sec 6
Is this your Jesus??
War of the Jews, Book VI, Chapt 5, 3
But, what is still more terrible, there was one Jesus, the son of Ananus, a plebeian and a
husbandman, who, four years before the war began, and at a time when the city was in very
great peace and prosperity, came to that feast whereon it is our custom for every one to make
tabernacles to God in the temple, (23) began on a sudden to cry aloud,
"A voice from the east, a
voice from the west, a voice from the four winds, a voice against Jerusalem and the holy house,
a voice against the bridegrooms and the brides, and a voice against this whole people!" This was
his cry, as he went about by day and by night, in all the lanes of the city. However, certain of the
most eminent among the populace had great indignation at this dire cry of his, and took up the
man, and gave him a great number of severe stripes; yet did not he either say any thing for
himself, or any thing peculiar to those that chastised him, but still went on with the same words
which he cried before. Hereupon our rulers, supposing, as the case proved to be, that this was a
sort of divine fury in the man, brought him to the Roman procurator, where he was whipped till
his bones were laid bare; yet he did not make any supplication for himself, nor shed any tears,
but turning his voice to the most lamentable tone possible, at every stroke of the whip his
answer was, "Woe, woe to Jerusalem!" And when Albinus (for he was then our procurator)
asked him, Who he was? and whence he came? and why he uttered such words? he made no
manner of reply to what he said, but still did not leave off his melancholy ditty, till Albinus took
him to be a madman, and dismissed him. Now, during all the time that passed before the war
began, this man did not go near any of the citizens, nor was seen by them while he said so; but
he every day uttered these lamentable words, as if it were his premeditated vow, "Woe, woe to
Jerusalem!" Nor did he give ill words to any of those that beat him every day, nor good words to
those that gave him food; but this was his reply to all men, and indeed no other than a
melancholy presage of what was to come. This cry of his was the loudest at the festivals; and he
or was it really Emperor Vespasian?
Vespasian, the new emperor, having been raised unexpectedly from a low estate, wanted something which might clothe him with divine majesty and authority. This, likewise, was now added.
A poor man who was blind, and another who was lame, came both together before him, when he was seated on the tribunal, imploring him to heal them,3 and saying that they were admonished in a dream by the god Serapis to seek his aid, who assured them that he would restore sight to the one by anointing his eyes with his spittle, and give strength to the leg of the other, if he vouchsafed but to touch it with his heel. At first, he could scarcely believe that the thing would any how succeed, and therefore hesitated to venture on making the experiment. At length, however, by the advice of his friends, he made the attempt publicly, in the presence of the assembled multitudes, and it was crowned with success in both cases.4
I think Paul is Josephus and there might of been a walking talking preacher man named Jesus but most is made up fables.