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I'm still confused. The plain sense is that God spoke to Satan in verses 14 and 15, to the woman in verse 16, and to Adam in verses 17 through 19. The party addressed is explicity identified at the beginning of each passage:Timebuilder said:A well worn guide to understanding scripture goes like this: when the plain sense makes sense, don't make any other sense.
I'm sticking with v 14 being spoken to Satan. He has no seed, so he cannot be the focus in v 15.
I am so confused.
If that's where you learned that "[t]he concept that Adam or Eve were guilty of anything is absurd", then I must agree.avbug said:You're probably right. My four years of seminary and ordination were probably wasted...
You misspelled liberally.avbug said:One can read the scripture too literally.
Don't lose sight of the fact that interpretations and renditions, and translations of the scripture were performed for one purpose; political domination. Parts were removed, hidden, changed, and those parts included that those seeking power felt most conducive to their position. Those same verses were used to start and fight wars, to condemn, to conquor, to inspire, to put down, and even to put to death. Don't be too sure you hold all the answers in your hot sweaty hand. God isn't dead...and he didn't finish speaking to man in the few years following the death and resurrection of Christ.
If you want to pretend that verses 16 through 19 do not exist, then your explanation is more plausible. However, there they are, plain as day.Timebuilder said:Now, if I break my words to you up into verses, it might look like this:
14: Tony, that was wrong what you did
15: I'm not very happy about this.
Now, what is not specified here is that I turned to Fred and addressed him in verse 15. Did I have to mention him, even if I mention other names in other verses, like your parents or your sister?
Of course not.
That's what I surmise is happening here.
OK, I admit it. I was trying to put words in your mouth. Since you didn't bite, I'll say it myself.avbug said:"literally" does not equate to "liberally". I meant what I said, the way I said it.
TonyC said:Absolutely not.
There was a small child, about 4 or 5, that was seated behind me. I think it was child abuse to have such a child sit through the movie. I know she could not have possibly read the subtitles or had the slightest clue what all the blood-slinging was about.
My 17-yr-old daughter asked me if she could see the movie. I told her no, too. As I stated above, more can be gained from an hour of reading the book. The movie has enough violence, in my opinion, to receive an NC-17 rating.
The movie is strictly for a mature, studied viewer.
Eve was deceived by Satan, referred to as the serpent, to whom the scripture in question is addressed. By divine proclaimation, her partaking of the tree of knowledge of good and evil meant expulsion from the Garden of Eden, and a separation of the two. Adam, knowing that partaking of the tree also meant expulsion, elected to do so, fully understanding the consequences, in order to fulfill his requirement to be fruitful and multiply with Eve; his companion and helpmeet. Bottom line? He did it to be with her, and to fulfill the commandments of Jehovah.
You're probably right. My four years of seminary and ordination were probably wasted...but then who is to say your own interpretation is correct?
Stay wrapped up in the facination that the bible is the be-all and end-all of what there is to know and receive, and you dam up your own progress. It's good information, important to know, but there's more...so much more. Every day. Every mountain top a temple, every forest a hallowed hall, every silent bedroom in the dead of night a cathedral; church is in the heart and in the home, and the real scripture is written between each man and woman and the maker in whom they believe.
If it were preaching, I would have used nudity, and visual aids. And a monkey. If for no other reason, than tradition, and the fact that they're a lot of fun. And loud music. And little pointy paper hats. The ones with the shiny tassles hanging down from the top, like dunce caps but brighter, cheerier. The ones with the little elastic chinstraps that never last more than five minutes on a good day when the wind is at your back.