In honour of Harold Camping
Archive for the ‘awful’ Category
And then – to leave a bitter taste in your mouth…
Here’s a candidate for Horrific Friday…
Mesmerising. Like a car crash.
You’ll have probably seen enough after about 4 minutes.
Even in the psychadelic imaginings of HR Puffenstuff, never did they conceive of something as bizzare as this.
I can’t even think of the correct interrogative to attach to those puppets.
A man accused of killing his 11-year-old diabetic daughter by praying instead of seeking medical care has been found guilty of second-degree reckless homicide.
Dale Neumann, 47, was convicted over the March 23, 2008, death of his daughter, Madeline, from undiagnosed diabetes.
Prosecutors argued he should have rushed the girl to a hospital because she could not walk, talk, eat or drink. Instead, Madeline died on the floor of the family’s rural home as people surrounded her and prayed. Someone called an ambulance when she stopped breathing.
Neumann stared at the jury as the verdict was read out in the courtroom in Wausau, Wisconsin.
Defence lawyer Jay Kronenwetter said they will appeal against the verdict.
Neumann, who once studied to be a Pentecostal minister, testified that he believed God would heal his daughter and he never expected her to die. God promises in the Bible to heal, he said.
“If I go to the doctor, I am putting the doctor before God,” Neumann testified. “I am not believing what he said he would do.” (As reported here)
Christ is Risen!
And if He isn’t, there really is no hope…
I was at a meeting of local Anglican clergy yesterday and got talking to a local minister at the coffee break. I offered to pour him a brew and he said, “Oh I’ve given up coffee for lent. You’d better make it half a cup.”
“Oh right. Shall I make you a tea instead?” I offered, not wanting to lead a brother into sin.
“No, I think it’d be alright to have half a cup. You see yesterday I allowed myself a coffee for the sake of St Patrick. But actually it turned out to be a pretty awful brew, so I’ll have half a cup today to make up for it.”
“Oh” I said.
“That probably sounds ridiculous to you” he said…
… in any sense of the word.
So these Christians went down to a Wall Street statue symbolic of the global financial system. They laid hands on a metal image of a bull and prayed.
And they sang ‘God Bless America.’