Leviticus 20:13:
If a man lies with a man as one lies with a woman, both of them have done what is detestable. They must be put to death; their blood will be on their own heads.
Nice try, Colbert.
Leviticus was written approximately 1400 years before Jesus’ birth.
Nice try, artemispotter.
Old Testament =/= New Testament. Seriously. Also, Leviticus also commands you to learn the Torah, which, if you’re getting Old and New confused, you clearly haven’t.
Not to mention the other ridiculous laws in Leviticus (and Deuteronomy, as well), including the following:
- No mixing of different types of fabric
- No having sex with a woman on her period
- Curse your mother or father? You must be killed
- Disabled people cannot worship God
- Stubborn children should be stoned.
So…. still want to argue how valid the OT is?
Also, in the Bible!=Jesus said it, anyway. Even in the NT, there are a lot of people who aren’t Jesus giving their opinions.
Truth.
Only if the words are in red (in many translations) does it mean that Jesus said it.
FWIW, the apostle Paul and I would not have been friends. Mortal enemies is more like it.
Hey, guys, remember that one time when Jesus declared Levitican law irrelevant?
The former regulation is set aside because it was weak and useless(for the law made nothing perfect), and a better hope is introduced, by which we draw near to God.
-Hebrews 7:18-19.
Having been Jewish for, you know, ever, I am endlessly amused at the Christian Right’s reliance on Leviticus. Even I, who didn’t understand the theological difference between Catholics and Protestants until I took a course on Christianity in college, knew that Jesus was totes anti-Leviticus.
Seriously, people…
^^^^^^^
Ugh thank you. Fellow Christian here. I’ve literally NEVER understood this logic. “hey guys let’s pick one arbitrary part of leviticus to harp on and ignore the fact that 99% of the new testament explicitly tells us the old covenants/laws no longer hold true”
I love it when self-professed “Christians” don’t know the ABSOLUTELY MOST SIMPLE basics of the difference between the Old and New Testament. If you are against gay marriage because of Leviticus, you should also keep kosher and be against tattoos. Otherwise you’re just another FLAMING HYPOCRITE.
-Jess
Stupid niggas that don’t read the bible or actually know what it means:
OP
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Anyone remember this? (The Land of Dreams) →
On a whim, I entered this poem into a small contest at my college. Now it’s being printed in the English department commencement brochure and they’re asking me if I can read it during the actual ceremony.
Elated, and also not. The cynic in me is wondering if I won by default due to a dearth of entries. Hmm.
What to do…
an excerpt of hers, from the night before.
Her journal sat open in a corner of the common room. My eyes could not help but wander. They read:
“24/365:
I extricated my hands from my cavern below, licked each finger clean, and savored the sweet saltiness of my juices. I closed the window of fornicating Japanese teens, and pressed the play button on my Christian Hits Pandora station. My eyes sunk heavily as I relished in the antipodal atmosphere - the smell of cunt accompanied by praise for Christ, the wetness between my legs with the yearning in my chest for Him. Two books sat open, one mocking the Word, and another being the Word.
Every moment I start to feel “cleansed,” I defile myself all over again. I feel dishonest, deceitful. Weak-willed and sinful. Dirty. Unclean.
I am so unworthy.
And yet still — I love Him.”
I closed the spiral-bound book, whose innocuous exterior so contrasted its contents within. Within its pink enfolds dwelled a horde of tales, a collection of confessions, of recounts of battles between the Spirit and the Self.
The hands that praise commit acts of shame.
The mouth so profane proclaims His name.
I wondered why she loved Him, and yet was susceptible to moral crimes. I wondered why despite her imperfections, she could still giver her yoke the Lord. She was so humble, so comfortable with her shortcomings.
Far from perfect,
Undoubtedly loved.
I never really understood the faith; I thought that I was just too hopeless and He, too great for me.
But maybe that isn’t a problem.
Maybe love is enough to bridge that disparity.
His Love and hers — I had never seen anything so beautifully organic, so natural and innate. Like this love was a part of her. Like it had existed before she was even born.
And for once, I thought,
Maybe Love is enough.
There is a tear-stained face that faces the wall, a bra-clad girl so intimately exposed. Though she has settled under the throes of darkness and quilts, her sobs are all but audible. And even if she turns to me and lets me see the pain she bleeds, I can’t seem to comfort her tonight.
“I can smooth your hair,
caress your cheeks,
catch your lips,
and call you mine.
But I am powerless
against the wounds you hide.”
Strands of hair are scattered about her half of the pillow, and her neck peeks out to survey the night. Her skin is pristine, illuminated by the light of the moon; flawless, and a contrast to her battered self within. Had she been a painting, her hints of sorrow would have gone by undetected. But because she is living, breathing, I hear it. I see it. I feel it. Her pain.
“And the worst part of being human
is being myself,
because I am unable to
remove you
from what hurts you
most.”
The sobs she chokes on require more than resuscitation. A breath of air is not enough to bring her back to life. A kiss won’t warrant much more than a stifled cry — and though I can silence her sorrow, I cannot cease its onslaught on her soul.
“But I will do
all I can do
to shower you
in Love and
in earnest Hope that
Someday
you will be Saved.”
That girl really can’t control herself when it comes to food. WAIT YOUR TURN!
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