ChristisKing ✝️

The atheist fairytale.... Once upon a super-super long time ago, there was nothing. Not no-thing-nothing, but we’ll say “nothing” as if it changes what that word has meant for millennia. Whatever it was or wasn’t, it was definitely not God. Certainly not God. This something-nothing huffed and puffed and blew the universe into existence! Out of not-nothing-but-not-God poofed an entire... something... from a not-nothing nothing. Or was that a something-not...Never mind. Anyway... So, the not-God-not-nothing-nothing exploded a universe that was super-perfect for life — like us — to exist. Even the teeniest, tiniest little change would mean no planets, no elements, no us! We’re hoping... we mean, guessing... this was just good luck on the part of the nothing-something-blowing-in-ago-ness, but definitely not on purpose. Certainly not on purpose. Certainly not God. Life is possible only by luck! And then, another amazing thing happened. This universe “evolved” which, like “nothing” is a word we’ll use to mean pretty much anything whether it makes any sense or not. Even more amazingly, this change had nothing controlling or guiding it! By, “nothing,” this time, we mean a complex series of consistent, independent, inexplicable and finely tuned rules. So, not nothing-nothing, but more of that something-nothing. You know, I mean, rules-from-nowhere-for-no-reason. Except the rule about things getting less ordered over time...forget that one for now. It all came together to make galaxies and stars and planets. We don’t know why or how, but we know it was definitely not designed. Certainly not designed. Certainly not on purpose. Certainly not God. The not-guided-except-by-something-not-God-stuff self-made itself. Or was not-self-made...not into anything. Something? Never mind. Anyway... One little planet was not too far from a star, not too close to a star, but juuuust right so that complicated molecules could jiggle around and become even more complicated molecules and become reproducing organisms. We have no clue how this actually happened, but that doesn’t stop us from being definitely, totally sure it involved absolutely no intelligence or design at all. We have fai— (ahem), confidence...confidence this moment or process or whatever was definitely not creation. Certainly not creation. Certainly not designed. Certainly not on purpose. Certainly not God. Eventually, those organisms travelled through a magical journey of change and self-discovery to become...us! All without any meaning, purpose, reason, or guidance of any kind whatsoever! Which means you are...or, well...actually, it means you’re just mindless matter reacting to physics, and everything you are or will be is going to come crashing down in obscurity and futility when the universe collapses. We know for sure, for sure that there is definitely no meaning to the universe. Certainly not meaning. Certainly not creation. Certainly not designed. Certainly not on purpose. Certainly not God. But we can make our own meaning, whatever that means. And that’s the moral of the story! This magical tale, about which we actually know almost nothing, and can prove exactly nothing, explains everything — everything — I SAID EVERYTHING! about life and our universe. Except for anything that actually matters or conflicts with what I want to do; those we can make up however we want! Unless it bothers me, then you can’t make things up that way. So, finally, after a very, very long time, the matter-machines finally learned how stupid, ignorant, backwards, dumb, stinky, and cootie-brained they had been for looking for actual answers to real questions and somehow concluding there is a God. And they all continued to experience meaningless biochemical reactions until they didn’t! And remember, question everything... except atheism!

Do straight people choose to be straight?

Emma Stone stuns in newly shared picture.

Unpopular Opinion: This may be the first time that young lady is entering a church and I am grateful that she is there. The Lord says come as you are. He Doesn’t expect us to be all perfect and holy to come to Mass. I know I don’t go to Mass because I’m holy but I go because I’m a sinner and need it. It is we the Church to welcome, minister and demonstrate mercy to those of us who may be struggling. In time, I’m sure that she will gain a more reverent disposition, but thank God that she is there.  I’m sure the Lord is blessed by her presence we shouldn’t get in His way by judging her.  Remember, the church is a hospital for sinners🇻🇦🕊️

Nine years old. He is saying that it is ok to have ___X at nine years old. Nine.