A few days ago Pat Robertson caused an uproar among his fellow Christians by claiming that the devastating earthquake that happened in Haiti last week was their own fault because they are cursed because they made a pact with the devil.
“They were under the heel of the French, you know Napoleon the third and whatever. And they got together and swore a pact to the devil. They said ‘We will serve you if you will get us free from the prince.’ True story. And so the devil said, ‘Ok it’s a deal.’ And they kicked the French out. The Haitians revolted and got something themselves free. But ever since they have been cursed by one thing after another,”
Source: CBS News
It’s not hard to see why Christians would be upset by hearing this. It has nothing to do with the Gospel of Love that Jesus preached. I really wonder what kind of warped view Mr. Robertson has of the Gospel. On second thought, maybe I don’t want to know that either. It’s really sad to see rabiate Atheist blogs picking this story to target their guns at those ‘ignorant, superstitious Christians’. At the same time it’s hard to find Christian blogs endorsing Mr. Robertson’s view. I felt very sad about it, but a letter to the editor of the Minneapolis Star Tribune made me smile. Someone hit the nail right on its head:
Dear Pat Robertson,
I know that you know that all press is good press, so I appreciate the shout-out. And you make God look like a big mean bully who kicks people when they are down, so I’m all over that action. But when you say that Haiti has made a pact with me, it is totally humiliating. I may be evil incarnate, but I’m no welcher. The way you put it, making a deal with me leaves folks desperate and impoverished. Sure, in the afterlife, but when I strike bargains with people, they first get something here on earth — glamour, beauty, talent, wealth, fame, glory, a golden fiddle. Those Haitians have nothing, and I mean nothing. And that was before the earthquake. Haven’t you seen “Crossroads”? Or “Damn Yankees”? If I had a thing going with Haiti, there’d be lots of banks, skyscrapers, SUVs, exclusive night clubs, Botox — that kind of thing. An 80 percent poverty rate is so not my style. Nothing against it — I’m just saying: Not how I roll. You’re doing great work, Pat, and I don’t want to clip your wings — just, come on, you’re making me look bad. And not the good kind of bad. Keep blaming God. That’s working. But leave me out of it, please. Or we may need to renegotiate your own contract.
Best, Satan
LILY COYLE, MINNEAPOLIS
Source: Minneapolis Star Tribune
Thanks Lily for sending that one in! Brilliant!
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