So the Jews, Muslims, Buddhist, Atheist and sodomites that die, get to go to hell and be punished, despite Jesus-God not wanting them to. It's all very technical.
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God desires for all people to be saved (i.e. born again through faith in Jesus Christ) and to come to a knowledge of the Truth. But God will not violate one's free will in order to accomplish this.
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So they'll never be a Rapturing, as God will be ever patient for those to accept Jesus-God, even the gross/icky homosexuals. There, glad that's solved.
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Last edited by Robtard on Nov 4th, 2009 at 12:02 AM
All they need do is "accept Jesus" and they get to hang out in heaven with those children they raped, considering those molested children aren't vile Jews, Muslims, Buddhist, Atheist or sodomites.
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They do. Shedding of innocent blood is the second worse thing someone can do. The first being, denying the Holy Ghost.
As it's stated, "their blood will cry up in vengeance from the ground" or something like that.
Now, if a tard did it...that'd be different. Also...maybe the victims DO have a slight say? We are supposed to forgive all and left the judging up to God, because we aren't intelligent enough, by far, to make an objective judgment.
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