This is the street outside my church. This is right in the heart of Buckhead, in a land of trendy shops, swank hotels, and high-rise condos that touch the sky and command an overwhelming view of the city. The landscaping here is beautiful, with colorful flowers, green grass and trees that all add up to a sumptuous feast for the eye.
It’s like the Garden of Eden here, or at least somewhat close to what I would imagine that it must have looked like.
And man did this. Not God.
Man created all this. It was men who designed the buildings, it was men who built them, it was men who built the street and planted the trees, it was men who determined what trees would be planted and how they would be arranged.
If we can create all of this, do we really need God? Continue reading “Do We Really Need God?”
I know there’s not a lot of love out there for Georgia–at least not outside of the Bulldog Nation. There are plenty of fans out there whose allegiance is tied to rival schools such as Florida, Auburn, Tennessee, Georgia Tech, or even LSU. And there are plenty of neutral observers out there with no real allegiance to Georgia or to any Georgia rival, but who because of the negative perceptions associated with Georgia fans, hate Georgia with a passion strong enough to equal that of the most devout Tech fan.
It has only been in the last couple of years that I have picked up on this. I don’t know if this is a recent phenomenon, or something that has been there all along that I have been blind to until recently. But I have noticed it–in the cheering contest which Auburn wins because of all the neutral observers who have no allegiance but sure don’t want to see Georgia win, in the fans at the restaurant with no apparent allegiance who catch the score of the game in passing and yell out “Georgia’s getting beat! WOO-HOO!!!!!”
I know how you feel. And I know that the thing you would most love to see is for Georgia to achieve a high national ranking and then get beat by some team that nobody thinks much of. The abject humiliation–the egg all over the faces of all the Georgia fans who thought their team was actually worth something–is a very powerful sight. It is one that gives you great pleasure, and it is one that you eagerly desire to see.
Well, this is your day. Congratulations to all you Georgia haters out there. You got what you wanted this week. I’m happy for you.
By the way, I am well aware that Auburn and Michigan are having it even worse than us these days, and so I offer my condolences to those fans, for whatever it is worth.