Comments on: Grin Again, Gang, Get Gung-Ho About Jesus

by: Sriganesh

Thu, 03 Jan 2008 11:00:16 +0000

I stumbled across this blog on searching for ‘Grin again’. I dunno why, but I just got reminded of this song I too had learnt in my school, and I wanted to know the full lyrics. Thanks for including it in the post. :-)

I’m not a Christian and would not prefer to comment on the religious aspects of your post, but I really appreciated it. Nice narration and language.

by: Keith Goode

Fri, 16 Nov 2007 19:18:48 +0000

Some would say that Satan IS real. Only he is that part of our selves that we consider to be the enemy of what we personally hold sacred — Jung called it our Shadow. The scariest part about that kind of adversary (ha-satan) is that we have no one to blame but ourselves if we succumb to his/her/our bidding, and in the end, we’re fighting ourselves. Kind of takes away the fun of having a third party being responsible for leading you astray, huh?

by: Amber Simmons

Thu, 15 Nov 2007 01:48:15 +0000

Keith,

I left the Christian church 13 years ago, and haven’t believed in Satan for an even longer time. But to this day, I have dreams about Satan and I’ll wake myself up because I’m mumbling the Lord’s prayer to keep him at bay.

It’s kind of scary how deeply imprinted on our souls those childhood belief systems are.

I’m glad you appreciated the story, and it’s good to know other people can relate.

by: Keith Goode

Wed, 14 Nov 2007 23:50:18 +0000

Good story, yet again, Amber.

Your story reminds me of the first time I heard a pack of coyotes after moving to Austin. It was probably 2AM, and I was dead asleep when something set off the coyotes that live near me. If you’ve never heard the cacophony of howls and yaps (from the pups) associated with a pack of coyotes first hand, you may not be able to relate. But my deepest fear of demons from childhood immediately reformed in my abruptly awakened and foggy mind and suggested that a swarm of demons was floating by my window, because if there ever was a swarm of demons floating by a person’s window, they’d probably sound like that. I was 34 at the time. Amazing how those old fears stick around and resurface. As a Gnostic, I’m deeply disturbed that my old belief system popped back up so easily, but I suppose it’s still a part of me.