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Rand_Al_Thor
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I can’t stand these people! There were two of them on campus today with GIANT hate signs. Lists of the people that God hates. I mean, a few I could agree with: murderers, child molesters, abortionists, racists, rapists, ect. But they also had “Jews that worship in the synagogue of Satan”, Mormons, “Lying” Pentocostals, and of course, you guessed it…Roman Catholics. They sure hated women too. Women should never open their mouths in church, and basically really shouldn’t talk or want anything at all. Any woman or girl who said anything to them was labeled a feminist or a dyke and told she was evil.
And these guys don’t even go to church…ever. They simply read the bible and interpret it the way they see it. And they are the final authority; anyone who disagrees with them is not a real Christian.
I simply asked one of them, very calmly and politely, what they were trying to accomplish by doing this, what their goal was. And what was I met with? This stupid old man gets right in my face and starts screaming at me. Every question I asked, he sidestepped it and quoted some random bible verse to me. Finally I asked him what his problem with Catholics was, and he’s like “Oh, how much time do you have? Why do you even have to ask?” So I say, “I’m a Catholic and I’d really like to know what you don’t like about them.” Still speaking calmly and politely mind you. So, of course he starts yelling at the top of his lungs again about “Oh, brother, no wonder you don’t know anything! There’s so much I couldn’t tell you it all.” So, still calmly I say, “Pick one or two things and tell me…I guarentee it’s because you’re misunderstanding them.” What does he do then? Passes it off to some girl that’s standing by agreeing with half the stuff he says and he goes off yelling about gay people. He obviously didn’t know as much as he thought. I cleared up a few things with this girl, though, and we had quite a civil talk. I didn’t convert her, by any means, but now she understands (at least to some extent, the sacrament of confession and the saints).
The other guy (there were two with signs) was just as bad with his sign, but he would actually talk with people in a level voice and let them finish a sentance. I talked with him for about 5 minutes (and we agreed on many things we discussed) before I told him I was a Catholic. First, though, I explained to him that this should be the way they go around preaching–by simply talking to people like we were talking and explaining what we believe. That they don’t need their hate signs. But as soon as I told him I was Catholic, the conversation changed from stuff like “I use this translation of the bible” or “this is what I think of this verse” to him trying to show me that I was wrong. He was quoting bible verses (single verses, mind you; no surrounding text–the way these guys like to do) that I’ve never heard and he even tried to say that JAMES was the one that settled the council in Acts 15, not Peter! And of course, Peter was definitly NOT the first pope, oh no. Well, I was the bigger man; I shook his hand and told him it was nice talking with him and that I’d pray for him. And he actually thanked me. A little kindness goes a long way–they should take that as an example.
Anyway, I hope this wasn’t too long, but I was just really frustrated with these guys. I don’t think I’ll even talk with any of these street preachers anymore. They’re just too lost. That first guy almost ended up with a broken nose.
And these guys don’t even go to church…ever. They simply read the bible and interpret it the way they see it. And they are the final authority; anyone who disagrees with them is not a real Christian.
I simply asked one of them, very calmly and politely, what they were trying to accomplish by doing this, what their goal was. And what was I met with? This stupid old man gets right in my face and starts screaming at me. Every question I asked, he sidestepped it and quoted some random bible verse to me. Finally I asked him what his problem with Catholics was, and he’s like “Oh, how much time do you have? Why do you even have to ask?” So I say, “I’m a Catholic and I’d really like to know what you don’t like about them.” Still speaking calmly and politely mind you. So, of course he starts yelling at the top of his lungs again about “Oh, brother, no wonder you don’t know anything! There’s so much I couldn’t tell you it all.” So, still calmly I say, “Pick one or two things and tell me…I guarentee it’s because you’re misunderstanding them.” What does he do then? Passes it off to some girl that’s standing by agreeing with half the stuff he says and he goes off yelling about gay people. He obviously didn’t know as much as he thought. I cleared up a few things with this girl, though, and we had quite a civil talk. I didn’t convert her, by any means, but now she understands (at least to some extent, the sacrament of confession and the saints).
The other guy (there were two with signs) was just as bad with his sign, but he would actually talk with people in a level voice and let them finish a sentance. I talked with him for about 5 minutes (and we agreed on many things we discussed) before I told him I was a Catholic. First, though, I explained to him that this should be the way they go around preaching–by simply talking to people like we were talking and explaining what we believe. That they don’t need their hate signs. But as soon as I told him I was Catholic, the conversation changed from stuff like “I use this translation of the bible” or “this is what I think of this verse” to him trying to show me that I was wrong. He was quoting bible verses (single verses, mind you; no surrounding text–the way these guys like to do) that I’ve never heard and he even tried to say that JAMES was the one that settled the council in Acts 15, not Peter! And of course, Peter was definitly NOT the first pope, oh no. Well, I was the bigger man; I shook his hand and told him it was nice talking with him and that I’d pray for him. And he actually thanked me. A little kindness goes a long way–they should take that as an example.
Anyway, I hope this wasn’t too long, but I was just really frustrated with these guys. I don’t think I’ll even talk with any of these street preachers anymore. They’re just too lost. That first guy almost ended up with a broken nose.
