http://www.stevenetniss.com/?p=21 Open Discussion On This, That, and The Other Sun, 29 Aug 2010 04:25:06 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.0.1 http://www.stevenetniss.com/?p=21&cpage=1#comment-19 Sharon Fri, 11 Jul 2008 02:33:56 +0000 http://www.stevenetniss.com/?p=21#comment-19 Thanks Steve. Thanks to your review, I now really want to read this book! Thanks for posting. Your best friend in the whole world, Sharon Thanks Steve. Thanks to your review, I now really want to read this book! Thanks for posting.
Your best friend in the whole world,
Sharon

]]> http://www.stevenetniss.com/?p=21&cpage=1#comment-18 Friendly Atheist » I Sold My Soul On eBay Reviews from Christians Thu, 10 Jul 2008 15:33:39 +0000 http://www.stevenetniss.com/?p=21#comment-18 [...] Steve Netniss gives a response to each part of my summary of the good/bad parts of church. But before he gets to that, he shares this anecdote: My dad did something great when I was young. He was teaching me how to ride a bike and he would hold on to the back of my seat and run with me so that I felt safe peddling without the training wheels. I can still remember the day I turned around to see if my dad was still holding on to the seat and he was 50 feet away with a big smile on his face watching me soar. Needless to say I didn’t know how to stop and so I started crying and crashed. But the point is that I realized I didn’t need my dad their holding my seat. I could ride my bike on my own. Hemant I think could relate to this experience. After Hemant rejected the existence of God he learned that he could make it on his own and actually enjoyed it much more then trusting in God. This sort of thing happens all the time. If you’re honest, I’m sure you could remember a time when you’ve felt that your faith was just a crutch to serve a need that could be served elsewhere. [...] [...] Steve Netniss gives a response to each part of my summary of the good/bad parts of church. But before he gets to that, he shares this anecdote: My dad did something great when I was young. He was teaching me how to ride a bike and he would hold on to the back of my seat and run with me so that I felt safe peddling without the training wheels. I can still remember the day I turned around to see if my dad was still holding on to the seat and he was 50 feet away with a big smile on his face watching me soar. Needless to say I didn’t know how to stop and so I started crying and crashed. But the point is that I realized I didn’t need my dad their holding my seat. I could ride my bike on my own. Hemant I think could relate to this experience. After Hemant rejected the existence of God he learned that he could make it on his own and actually enjoyed it much more then trusting in God. This sort of thing happens all the time. If you’re honest, I’m sure you could remember a time when you’ve felt that your faith was just a crutch to serve a need that could be served elsewhere. [...]

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