Faith Fails Again
Who in their right mind wasn't aching and hurting inside for the 9 trapped miners in PA?
But now that they've been rescued, we hear all of this empty, meaningless bull shit about "god" giving us a miracle.
Christians use "faith" as an excuse for every unanswerable question, problem and issue the human mind is capable of. But when it gets down to "actions" rather than words, the Christians "never" display faith (except the ones who were killed).
Miracle my ass. That rescue was solely and totally the results of "human" hard work, expertise, diligence, and modern equipment. When it came down to it, did Christians pray? Or did they bust their asses drilling a hole?
You want a miracle? You want faith? Then let the rescuers do nothing but pray and wait for god to teleport the miners to the surface. Now "that" would be faith, and that would be a miracle.
Why didn't some religious leader or another declare the broken drill bit as a sign from god that "he" would take care of it? Where were the leaders who cry out for "faith" and claim total dependence on god? I'll tell you exactly what they were doing. The religious leaders were preparing "two" different Sunday sermons. One would glorify "god" for his life-saving miracle, and another sermon about how we can't understand why god let those miners die. A sermon that ends with "We just have to have faith."
Christians "claim" to have faith and they "claim" to rely on god. But when it comes to a crisis, all they do is make more excuses for god and why "we" have to do all the work and then give credit to god.
What do the two-faced, faithless, Christians do in a genuine crisis? They drop their damn, worthless bibles and start digging. Prayer and "faith" are left to the uninvolved spectators who have nothing else to do except stay out of the way.
Mining Region Euphoric at Rescue
Sunday, July 28, 2002
SOMERSET, Pa. — The last time hundreds of rescue workers and news cameras descended on this rural county, it was after a hijacked jetliner crashed into the quiet countryside on a day the nation mourned in a way it never had before.
That made the jubilation Sunday following the rescue of nine coal miners from a watery underground pit even sweeter in a community that had already lived through one catastrophe — and feared another was unfolding before its eyes.
"Once in a while, this world surprises you," said Rick Zahn, stopping by Sheetz gas station and convenience store for a doughnut and a cup of coffee on his way to a construction job Sunday. "You think that that's just the way things go, and that tragedy is part of life. Something like this sure can change the way you look at things."
Somerset County Coroner Wallace Miller went from being a small-town funeral director and medical examiner to the caretaker of a national tragedy in the days and weeks after United Flight 93 slammed into a grassy field Sept. 11. The mine is located just 10 miles from the spot where the plane crashed, killing all 40 passengers and crew.
Miller again found himself preparing for the worst — the possibility of no survivors — but he was jubilant about the happy outcome this time.
"Let me just say I'm sure glad we didn't have to work today," he said Sunday. "You've got to know these miners; they're the toughest guys you'll ever see, I'll tell you that."
Miller's father, former county coroner Wilbur Miller, said the men's chances of survival in water just 50-to 55-degrees were slim — maybe six hours — had hot air not been piped down into the chamber. The elder Miller was county coroner during another great tragedy that struck the area: the Johnstown flood of 1977, which killed 77 people.
"To get that pipe drilled down close enough to those men, right there in the spot where they were, you'd have to say that is really a miracle," he said.
The emotions of the community were reflected in a sign outside a McDonald's restaurant, which read "Pray for the rescue of the miners" at the start of the ordeal but was changed by Sunday morning to "Welcome back miners! Nine alive."
About 200 yards from the mine site at the Christ Casebeer Lutheran Church, where some in the community went Sunday to offers prayers of thanks, a former miner said he understood the men's ordeal: He escaped a 1952 flood at a mine shaft in nearby Gray by scrambling out of an air vent.
"I know what they were doing. I've been there," said Harold Ankeny of Somerset. "They were praying."
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