My Papaw told me one time..."Whatever you do, don't argue with someone about religion. When you debate about God, or whose God is the right God, or who's interpretation of the Bible is best, the arguments get awfully low on facts and awfully high on emotion. Believe what you believe, and let the rest be. We live in America, where you can believe whatever you want to believe, and you don't have to apologize to a **** soul for it. Save your breath for something you can debate with facts...like how a Ford is a whole lot better than a Chevy."
The Constitution and Freedom of Religion are some pretty rigid cords in the backbone of this country...and while I have enjoyed reading these threads immensely and respect everyone's opinions, I'm awfully hesitant to chime in with mine. It's not because I don't believe in them, but because I think the old man was right.
Of course, Papaw also told me that my Granny had a birthmark on her butt shaped like Florida with a mole where Disney World is...and I believed that too.![]()



. All my children get their knowledge of the Bible at home with family and Church. I dont send them to a public school to achieve a greater understanding of their faith, I send them to get an education.
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