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Message-----
From: Mrs. Bosco
Sent: Friday, October 17, 2008 12:00 PM
To: [a bunch of Christians, depth unknown]
Subject: Fwd: I chose #2
From: Mrs. Bosco
Sent: Friday, October 17, 2008 12:00 PM
To: [a bunch of Christians, depth unknown]
Subject: Fwd: I chose #2
This
one should keep us all thinking.
I
chose #2, now you pick one.
This is a true story of something
that happened just a few years ago at USC. There was a professor of philosophy
there who was a deeply committed atheist. His primary goal for one required
class was to spend the entire semester to prove that God couldn't exist. His
students were always afraid to argue with him because of his impeccable logic.
Sure, some had argued in class at times, but no one had ever really gone
against him because of his reputation.
At the end of every semester on
the last day, he would say to his class of 300 students, "If there is
anyone here who still believes in Jesus, stand up!"
In twenty years, no one had ever
stood up. They knew what he was going to do next. He would say, "Because
anyone who believes in God is a fool. If God existed, he could stop this piece
of chalk from hitting the ground and breaking Such a simple task to prove that
He is God, and yet He can't do it." And every year, he would drop the
chalk onto the tile floor of the classroom and it would shatter into a hundred pieces.
All of the students would do nothing but stop and stare. Most of the students
thought that God couldn't exist. Certainly, a number of Christians had slipped
through, but For 20 years, they had been too afraid to stand up.
Well, a few years ago there was a
freshman who happened to enroll.
He was a Christian, and had heard
the stories about his professor. He was required to take the class for his
major, and he was afraid. But for three months that semester, he prayed every
morning that he would have the courage to stand up no matter what the professor
said, or what the class thought.
Nothing they said could ever
shatter his faith...he hoped. Finally, the day came. The professor said,
"If there is anyone here who still believes in God, stand up!' The professor
and the class of 300 people looked at him, shocked, as he stood up at the back
of the classroom.
The professor shouted, "You
FOOL!!! If God existed, he would keep this piece of chalk from breaking when it
hit the ground!" He proceeded to drop the chalk, but as he did, it slipped
out of his fingers, off his shirt cuff, onto the pleat of his pants, down his
leg, and off his shoe. As it hit the ground, it simply rolled away unbroken.
The professor's jaw dropped as he stared at the chalk. He looked up at the
young man, and then ran out of the lecture hall.
The young man, who had stood,
proceeded to walk to the front of the room an d shared his faith in Jesus for
the next half hour. 300 students stayed and listened as he told of God's love
for them and of His power through Jesus.
You have 2 choices:
1. Delete this and never look at
it again.
2. Pass this along t o your
Christian and non-Christian friends, giving them encouragement we all need
every day When you choose option 2, you have chosen to STAND UP
In light of the many jokes we
send to one another for a laugh, this is a little different:
This is not intended to be a
joke, it's not funny, it's intended to get you thinking..............
Isn't it funny how simple it is
for people to trash God and then wonder why the world's going to hell?
Isn't it funny how we believe
what the newspapers say, but question what the Bible says?
Isn't it funny how everyone wants
to go to heaven provided they do not have to believe, think, say, or do
anything the Bible says? Or is it scary?
Isn't it funny how someone can
say "I believe in God' but still follow Satan (who, by the w ay, also
'believes" in God)?
Isn't it funny how you can send a
thousand jokes through e-mail and they spread like wildfire, But when you start
sending messages regarding the Lord, people think twice about sharing?
Isn't it funny how the lewd,
crude, vulgar and obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but the public
discussion of Jesus is suppressed in the school and workplace?
Isn't it funny how someone can be
so fired up for Christ on Sunday, but be an invisible Christian the rest of the
week?
Are you laughing? !
Isn't it funny how when you go to
forward this message, you will not send it to many on your address20list
because you're not sure what they believe, or what they will think of you for
sending it to them?
Isn't it funny how I can be more
worried about what other people think of me than what God thinks of me?
Will YOU pass this on? I did.
-----Original
Message-----
From: MT2mb
To: [sign-seeking Christians]
Sent: Friday, October 17, 2008 12:00 PM
Subject: RE: I chose #2
From: MT2mb
To: [sign-seeking Christians]
Sent: Friday, October 17, 2008 12:00 PM
Subject: RE: I chose #2
This is an old classic that's
been zipping around the 'net for over a decade, and carries a quaint, simple
black-and-white image of the triumph of God's will/way over non-/anti-God.
It also most likely never
happened; see: http://www.snopes.com/religion/chalk.asp.
But it makes for a nice little fable.
In the Christian world – and
even in the early Christian community – we see that many people turn to God
seeking a sign that something is/isn't so or to be. While this practice is more
common among the evangelical Protestants, it's certainly not unknown among the
Catholic and Orthodox as well.
The subtext, though, when you
look at it, is a lack of trust in God. The beautiful devotion (mostly
Catholic) to Jesus as the Divine Mercy focuses specifically on trusting in our Lord, and is
noted for the simple, humble phrase, "Jesus, I trust in You". The
whole concept, and embracing it – as Catholic or Orthodox or Protestant or
agnostic – is worth much consideration, thought, and meditation.
Even during the years of His
ministry, Jesus was faced with shallow, distrustful sign-seekers; see Matthew 12:38-40 – here Jesus
bluntly points out that the only sign to be given to "an evil and
unfaithful generation" (as much our own as his) was to be "the sign
of Jonah", a metaphor of His death and resurrection… and thus our
redemption. What more sign do we need that He's in control?
(I saw a bumper sticker a few
years ago: "If God is your copilot… switch seats!")
Let us keep our eye on Him,
and our trust more on His redeeming grace, and less on petty, mundane
demonstrations of (non)breaking chalk. Nor is there any dichotomy between
science and faith, either – science confirms the order and structure and
wonders God has placed in our universe; faith is our standing in awe and
appreciation of it, and then saying, "Thank you."
-----Original
Message-----
From: Mrs. Bosco
Sent: Friday, October 17, 2008 2:25 PM
To: Aging Child
Subject: Re: I chose #2
From: Mrs. Bosco
Sent: Friday, October 17, 2008 2:25 PM
To: Aging Child
Subject: Re: I chose #2
Gene,
I did
not mean to send you off on a religious rant. You need to seriously contemplate
a monastic life of prayer and theological research. I think you would be very
content.
Mrs. B
-----Original
Message-----
From: MT2mb
Sent: Friday, October 17, 2008 4:03 PM
To: 'Mrs. John Bosco'
Subject: RE: I chose to...
From: MT2mb
Sent: Friday, October 17, 2008 4:03 PM
To: 'Mrs. John Bosco'
Subject: RE: I chose to...
Good afternoon, Ms. B:
Believe it or not, my buttons
don't push very easily, thank you, ma'am [doffs hat politely]. I sent my
note back up through the send-to list… with the intent not to rant, so much as
just to encourage a bit more spiritual thought on everyone's part (especially
my own!). Thus no criticism intended, of course, even of the message itself.
Nor are you in any kind of
need of spiritual deepening! You were raised well in the faith, and
practice/live it beautifully, with indeed a ready trust that I myself am still
working up to (i.e., "duc in altum", and all
that).
Still, we both know that
there are some sincere folks out there who, with perhaps a cautious, judicious
nudge, might find their own perspective of the spirit quite able to widen
beyond some of the teeny-tinier stuff.
Have a great weekend… and if
you're out near here, swing up to her rehab facility and give my
mother a happy hello!
Always,
Gene
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