Bill Wiese really is not a very bright person, but how many could have undertaken the task that Ray undertook in ripping the nonsense to shreds? Whoa, the contradictions are so STUPID.
Ray's right, it's a miracle that anyone could read this book and claim to be Christians and believe it hook, line and sinker, which gives credence to the scripture that not many wise, not many noble ... but God is choosing the foolish, the weak ... I feel a righteous anger toward the filth in an opportunistic real estate agent like Bill Wiese, etc., who say that they feel more love and mercy as a nonChristian, than they do as a saved Christian. But one would have to give up normal affections in order to be able to worship a "god" who creates grotesque monsters who never die, but live for eternity for the sole purpose of ripping the flesh off of human beings whose only sin was that they stole a pencil from their employer. It's gross. It's disgusting, and very few question it. I was terrified of questioning it. I never questioned my [im]pastors.
"God took it away that I was a Christian when I was in hell."
What, God took it away? Without Wiese's permission? So much for free moral agency.
The part about him hitting the "ground" 3,700 miles below the surface of the earth was so stupid. But I wouldn't have had the brains to notice that. You know, thank God for Ray for having the emotional and mental capacity to critique this. The sad thing is, even after we've been shown the truth, many times we don't know how to feel: "Well, I used to be deceived, and I don't want to hate because that's a sin, but how do I feel?" And we start flip flopping in our emotions because we're still afraid of upsetting God.
There is such a thing as righteous anger. And Bill is offending the "little ones," and I'm thinking of a millstone and the deepest part of the sea right about now - figuratively speaking, of course.