I'm not offended by your thoughts, John. Tolerance, I think, depends on the
individual and what they have learned in their life about intolerance versus
tolerance. I think that I'm pretty tolerant of just about everything, now.
Some issues can never be tolerated, and if they are, it would be awful and
vile: child abuse of any kind, sexual assault, incest, spousal abuse, etc.
Before my injury when I was 13, I was tolerant of what my household was
tolerant of. We've all grown since then. I've found myself to be more
accepting and tolerant of other people's beliefs, especially in whatever makes
them happy. It's not easy to be happy, so more power to you when you find your
thing that does it for you. As long as it isn't physically damaging someone
else. (Unless they deserve it.)
Yes, I argue for embryonic stem cell research. But if people are against it,
that's their deal.
-Angie
[EMAIL PROTECTED] wrote: I will probably offend someone else as I seem to
do quite often but If you need proof then you have no faith. You can't sit and
question a faith. The big differences come in what you have faith in. The
questions aren't simple, like,"will your faith tolerate embryonic stem cell
research?" They are complex like, "will your faith allow you to tolerate the
existance of someone who studies embryonic stem cells?" Does your faith really
respect the rights of people who have a different faith?
A lot of us know that Christian history doesn't have much tolerance for other
Christians, let alone people that worship non-Christian faiths. For alomost a
century we have allowed our leaders to discuss how tolerant we are. I don't
think we are tolerant. Maybe we are but I don't see it. We preach tolerance. We
seem to want to be tolerant. Most of us (able-bodied and handicapped) hate
large groups of people for all sorts of reasons.
My grandfather use to say the second amendment made people tolerant. Not enough
of us are armed?
john
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Sent: Sat, 14 Apr 2007 1:22 PM
Subject: Fwd: Re: [QUAD-L] after death
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about everyone but, I believe there is live after death. I died and came back.
Here
is my story.
Wheelchair Warrior
My Near Death Experience
One day I was fine and the next day I could not breathe. I was so scared and
at the same time it was so peaceful. My mother was with me in the intensive
care. She looked kind of funny for she was wearing those green gowns. As I
looked up at her I know at that very moment I was going to die and said:â Mom
Iâm dying.â All of a sudden everything went black. Then I was surrounded by
Angles. The room became a beautiful golden light. I heard sounds of wind chimes
and Angels were taking me up into the light. I turn and saw so many doctors
working on me. They were racing around and putting a tube down my throat. One
of the doctors garbed a long suction cup that is attached to a machine and
places it again my chest. The other doctor said: âclearâ and my body jump
up from the bed. They were using the electricity paddle over and over, but the
doctors couldnât get my heart started. Each time they used the paddles my
body arch up and full to the bed, but I wanted to go
with the Angels. All at once I was by a river. It was beautiful on the other
side it was like looking into the Garden of Eden. I saw a man surrounded by a
golden light. He held out his arms and said:â If it is to pain full come
across.â It was JUSES! Oh how I wanted to go to him. I turn my head, and saw
the doctors still working to save my life. I looked at Jesus he told me that he
had so much more for me to do on earth. I was asked if you can not take the
pain just cross the river! I said:â Yes I could take the pain.â All at
once I want back into my body and was in a coma. Later I found out I was dead
for five minutes. The doctor told my family that I was in Gods hands. The only
thing to do was to pray.
After three weeks I woke up from the coma. A nurse was standing beside me. I
ask her is it time to wake up. She jumped back like she heard the voice of God.
That is when she ran to get the doctor, I was upset because I wanted to go back
to see Jesus! When the doctor came in he to was surprised to see me awake. He
told me I was in a coma for three weeks and he didnât know if I would have
came out of it. There was a lot of people praying for you young lady. Doctor
David Smith only had one arm. He knows what he was doing. God Bless Him.
I wanted to add to this story that I know God has used me in so
many ways. I know that the Lord is with me everyday of my life. Even though
sometimes I just want to be in that heavenly place, and feel that inner peace.
I know that it is not my decision to make, it is the Lords
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