Why do people compare God to a parent?

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Two weeks ago today we went horse riding. I was given a humorously small horse on the basis that somebody had to have the grumpy one. A number of the kids, looking nervous from the backs of mighty steeds, asked if I’d swap, but no. After all, a man’s gotta do what a man’s gotta do – especially when a horse is involved. All the time I had Zappa’s "Montana" going through my head…

I might be movin’ to Montana soon
Just to raise me up a crop of
Dental Floss
Raisin’ it up
Wax’n it down
In a little white box
That I can sell uptown

By myself I wouldn’t
Have no boss,
But I’d be raisin’ my lonely
Dental Floss

Raisin’ my lonely
Dental Floss

Well I just might grow me some bees
But I’d leave the sweet stuff
To somebody else . . . but then, on the other hand I would
Keep the wax
‘N melt it down
Pluck some Floss
‘N swish it aroun’

I’d have me a crop
An’ it’d be on top
that’s why I’m movin’ to Montana

Movin’ to Montana soon
Gonna be a Dental Floss tycoon (yes I am)
Movin’ to Montana soon
Gonna be a mennil-toss flykune

I’m pluckin’ the ol’
Dennil Floss
That’s growin’ on the prairie
Pluckin’ the floss!
I plucked all day an’ all nite an’ all
Afternoon . . .

I’m ridin’ a small tiny hoss
(His name is MIGHTY LITTLE)
He’s a good hoss
Even though
He’s a bit dinky to strap a big saddle or
Blanket on anyway
He’s a bit dinky to strap a big saddle or
Blanket on anyway
Any way

I’m pluckin’ the ol’
Dennil Floss
Even if you think it is a little silly, folks
I don’t care if you think it’s silly, folks
I don’t care if you think it’s silly, folks

I’m gonna find me a horse
Just about this big,
An’ ride him all along the border line

With a
Pair of heavy-duty
Zircon-encrusted tweezers in my hand
Every other wrangler would say
I was mighty grand

By myself I wouldn’t
Have no boss,
But I’d be raisin’ my lonely
Dental Floss

Raisin’ my lonely
Dental Floss
Raisin’ my lonely
Dental Floss

Well I might
Ride along the border
With my tweezers gleamin’
In the moon-lighty night

And then I’d
Get a cuppa cawfee
‘N give my foot a push . . .
Just me ‘n the pygmy pony
Over by the Dennil Floss Bush

‘N then I might just
Jump back on
An’ ride
Like a cowboy
Into the dawn to Montana

Movin’ to Montana soon
(Yippy-Ty-O-Ty-Ay)
(repeats)

November 2007

Question by Demopublican: Why do people compare God to a parent?
If I pick apples from a tree to make a pie but one of those apples is rotten, do I burn down the tree?

This question is in response to the question that often comes up of why God would create life only to send it to Hell if they don’t believe in God.

People use parent examples.But God didn’t have sex to conceive me.God didn’t go into labor to give birth to me.God didn’t raise me.God didn’t send me to college.God didn’t do anything for me.People might say that he gave me life.But then those people must not have been taught about the birds and the bees.

God is not a parent.He exists in the minds of those who believe and on paper printed in ink.There are many Gods and most believers claim that their God is the only true God.So the next time someone asks why God sends people to Hell, use a better example like the one I used about making a pie.Agreed?

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