Yeah, you know why he was hearing that shit? Because it was probably playing on a radio in the room where he was recovering, semi-conscious. So, he has vague memories of being in pain/discomfort while hearing those songs. That means only one thing: HE WAS IN HELL!!1
Shit like this is why I struggle to fully devote myself to religion. I've wanted to, but there's just this rational part of my brain I can't shut off, it's like a hurdle that I need to leap over to reach "faith". And every time I try to leap over it, I read something like this, or I see how retarded the typical church is in current year, supporting faggotry and "inclusion" and such. Those aren't my people, I have nothing in common with them, why would I worship the same god as them?
The “Leap of Faith” thing messed me up for years. It’s a stupid way to look at it.
And you’re probably right about “those aren’t my people.” Most people that call themselves Christians are fairly retarded.
I can assure you though that this is an endeavor worth looking into.
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