10 reasons we know Jesus was a bicycle rider.

As I said mags, I respect your beliefs and hope they give you joy, but I too have the right to take offense at the comparison you made and I do. My post wasn't for the purpose of debate. It was expression of my inner truth. I'm not asking you to care. I don't need a link to discuss any topic I choose to discuss. Your posts though don't seem to be expressing the views of someone "fully enlightened last night" You also assume I'm not deeply religious. I may not be but assumptions are not the signs of enlightenment

 

And I too hope that your beliefs in the pursuit of truth give you joy. Your opinion is also well respected by me.

 

And mags, I really meant nothing offensive with this thread. I am sure you have seen countless more hurtful pages on the internet regarding Jesus, I have never linked one. I thought this was just nice and funny without being mean. By the way, I know the writer, and I don't know if he is religious or not, I've never heard him comment on the subject, but he and his entire family are avid cyclists, every member of his family races and he is a big part of many Seattle based bike activities. I don't think he made this post as an atheist, but as someone who loves cycling. Just a guess as I haven't talked to him about it.

 

I found this forum while googling velocution, the site I wrote the cycling post for. I figured I would settle the argument on this thread so that everyone could go back to discussing how awesome the blazers are. So here it is: Jesus was not really a bicycle racer, and it probably rubbed those of faith the wrong way. sorry about that. Jesus was actually just a casual cyclist, and would often just go to the store on his city bike for a loaf of bread. and some fish.

 

I bet his robes got caught in the bike chain on the reg

 

I hear he usually won his race cause he would turn his opponents water into wine. Drunk bastards.

 

Home could turn your blood into wine, no need to drink disgusting alcohol

 

I actually buy fish tacos and tortas from a guy named Jesus at a local stand. True story.

 

give a man a fish, and he'll eat for a day. But teach a man to fish, and he doesn't have to ride his fixie to the market every day.

 

Ok guys, I think this blog was wrong, Jesus wasn't a bike racer, he was a Portland Trail Blazer. Here's some proof.

1) Game Six 1991 NBA Western Conference Finals Versus Los Angeles Lakers: we were crucified.

2) 2012 NBA draft Blazers draft Damian Lillard and are resurrected

3) Kevin Duckworth had a last super several times a day (RIP)

4) Rasheed Wallace was the cross we all had to bear, or was it Ryder, or Wells? I could never get my bible straight.

5) Mark 1:45 But he went out, and began to publish it much, and to blaze abroad the matter, insomuch that Jesus could no more openly enter into the city, but was without in desert places: and they came to him from every quarter (Ok my Christian brothers, back me up on this quote, it's flicking real)

Go Blazers

 

I do not know and hope to never know, but the idea that you or anyone else can actually tell us what god will do in such a situation is just as likely to be labeled as blasphemy as the original post. At least the original post was made in jest, but to pretend to represent god must be a worse offense, no?

I actually do not care for any of this, but this kind of argument that pretend to know what god will or will not do and blame others just strikes me as illogical to an amusing (and amazing) degree.

If the argument is that God knows best and men can not understand him/her and his/her actions (which is the crux of the argument of believers whenever you bring something bad that happens to anyone) - than clearly, the same people that tell you that can not be upset and pretend to know and understand his/her actions.

 

I guess we can disagree then. As I said above, what I find offensive is what's true to me. And like I said, even though i take offense, doesn't stop you or anyone else from posting it.

And my concept of a child isn't thinking for God, it's thinking for me. As I relate the concept of my love for my God as I have that same love for my child.

So my question remains in the realm that my love for God is the same I have for my very own child... Would you care if your own child was the butt end of the joke?

 

Love is not imaginary. It's as real as the hair on your head.

 

Usually when you get older, that hair is now in your nose and ears.

 

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