Genuinely laughing about the men who think women are sad about this.
Here’s a cheat code: Anytime someone wants to say that the Bible reduces the scope of who you’re called to love, that person is lying. +T+
Hey, friends! Bible professor here.
Every word of that is poppycock.
Not only is it not in the Bible, nor is it a “Christian concept” (whatever that’s supposed to mean), it is literally the opposite of what Jesus teaches. +
These guys hate women.
They like having a domestic servant. They like having s*x with a female body.
But they hate women.
Metaxas has very plainly lost his mind, and as much as I love dunking on his awful Bonhoeffer book, it’s starting to feel wrong to even say his name or pay him any attention.
He’s unwell and getting worse. I hope people stop saying anything to him other than, “Get help, Eric.”
I’ll say it again: if your church isn’t sanctuary, I’m not sure it’s a church.
The ones who aren’t lying about their credentials or didn’t get them from diploma mills are educated well past their intelligence.
Webbon in particular is just depressingly d*mb. Admitting that helps.
I’ve said it before, but part of the problem of our moment with American Evangelicals and Xian Nationalists is that their leaders don’t just have bad ideas (they absolutely do) but that they’re spectacularly stup*d. +
Hey, friends.
Just a reminder that the ends do not justify the means.
Still. Always.
“The ends justify the means” is Thanos, not Jesus.
It’s the bad guy’s argument in every story. All of the stories.
The ends do not justify the means.
He proudly presented his treasure to the Senate.
Anyway, Caligula abused multiple wives, grew paranoid about everything, became increasingly autocratic, marginalized the Senate, and… eh, things didn’t end *great* for him.
In 40CE, Caligula wanted to invade Britain, but couldn’t get the support of the Senate or his troops.
So he marched his soldiers to the north shore of Gaul and declared war on Neptune. He had soldiers stab waves and collect sea shells to prove he “plundered” the sea. +
Does everyone feel the desire or pressure to wipe the slate clean here? To slough off the way the other place taught us throw elbows and fling poo?
I do.
But I also still plan to call people dorks when they’re being dorks. How else will they know they’re dorks?
