I've tried, I really have... to stop bothering to read Josh the Baptist's ridiculous anti-Masonic blog. But noooooo... I just couldn't stay away.
I see that yesterday a very polite but opinionated man who identified himself as both a Mason and a Christian left a post on Pastor J's blog. The J-man tried to slice him to ribbons, calling the visitor's God a "false one."
I couldn't help myself — I just had to throw a thought-grenade back into the fray. I'm re-printing it here, 'cause Joshua has taken to deleting posts left on his blog that he doesn't like.
Josh sez: Freemasonry does not bring honor to God! He is not pleased with the organization. I would not desire to be part of a club that forces me to bow to and respect other gods.
I say: Josh, you're so far offbase you're standing outside the stadium getting hit with foul balls. You presume to speak for God now? 'Cause you read something in a 2,500 year old book and think it refers to Freemasonry?
You are so illogical and pompous and yes, full of yourself — not God's love but your own distorted misguided ego-driven pseudo-agape love — that it's frightening. Do you really think God spends His day running around like Donald Trump, saying, "Pleased with that... and that one... and yep, that one... but WHOA! Those Freemasons are ticking Me off!"
I'm starting to wonder if the God YOU believe in is the false one... He's so jealous and mean and petty and easily ticked off.
Oooh... was that sacrilege? I can't say your God isn't the real one? That's what you say about the one referenced in Freemasonry...
The kind and gentle man who didn't sign his name, the latest Mr. Anonymous, comes along and tries to explain to you that he is both a Christian and a Mason, and you have the blanking audacity to call the God he worships — Jehovah God Jesus Christ Holy Ghost Almighty — a false god?
Since you're fond of quoting what others have written, allow me to do the same:
"The most preposterous notion that H. sapiens have ever dreamed up is that the Lord God of Creation, Shaper and Ruler of all the Universes, wants the saccharine adoration of His creatures, can be swayed by their prayers, and becomes petulant if He does not receive this flattery. Yet this absurd fantasy, without a shred of evidence to bolster it, pays all the expenses of the oldest, largest, and least productive industry in all history." — Robert A. Heinlein in Time Enough for Love