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I believe that an ancient tribe of bronze-age goat herders called Hebrews intermingled with other tribes who sacrificed animals to appease their gods and the Hebrews said, "This might work" so they picked up the practice. Like all other ancient practices it evolved into a very elaborate ritual complete with fireside stories of being led out of a hostile land by a great man and into their own dwelling place. Eventually this became known as Passover. The rest, as they say, is the Old Testament.
It's a good question, but goes beyond our understanding and knowledge. There are many things in life and the universe that we can't or won't know. We should learn to accept that. It's only a big issue if you let it be. Maybe it's a test on some level. Having trust, not wrestling with something unnecessary, etc.
I don't see it as unnecessary for those of us who were taught that we MUST believe that God demanded a blood sacrifice (Jesus) in order to be saved from an eternity of torment. Such teachings -- for those of us who were indoctrinated with it from a very young age and accepted it -- left us with a very warped understanding of what love is (since we were also taught that God IS love). And it forced us to accept a self-contradictory premise, which isn't a great precedent to set for sound reasoning.
It's a good question, but goes beyond our understanding and knowledge. There are many things in life and the universe that we can't or won't know. We should learn to accept that. It's only a big issue if you let it be. Maybe it's a test on some level. Having trust, not wrestling with something unnecessary, etc.
The Catholic nuns and priests who taught me in the 50s and 60s were big on the "it's a mystery, just accept it" thing. It was one of the factors that led me to believe Christianity was false and its god-thing no more real than the Wizard of Oz.
The Catholic nuns and priests who taught me in the 50s and 60s were big on the "it's a mystery, just accept it" thing. It was one of the factors that led me to believe Christianity was false and its god-thing no more real than the Wizard of Oz.
Nuns and priests mean nothing to me. But if you want to give them some power and relevance, knock yourself out. You apparently took their foolishness and outdid them.
Last edited by Thoreau424; 09-07-2018 at 11:46 AM..
Ah, you so are referring to the Bible, me thinks.
I wanted what you thought.
I would counter that then , by using your same Bible...
Psalm 51 alone is a good example of that ...you must know there are others.
But, still this is not a battle of verses since the Bible is so full of contradictions.
What does your experience, your logic think....or do you have none of either...experience nor logic,
just a blind faith that anything the Bible says is true?
Cuz, gee, ....so many contradictions.
I still appreciate you posting, BF.
In my experience, and from the Bible, I find that my heart, as everyone else's heart, is deceitfully wicked. What I think is irrelevant. God gave us his word. HE said he wanted sacrifices.
Of course, he later on said when the Israelites started to worship the process instead of the God they were to honor, he preferred faith, not ritual. It's about WHY we do what we do.
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