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Who or What Weaves Our Fate?. Can we choose our destiny, or is it already chosen for us?. FATE. Is It Selected For Us?. Do We Control It?. Do we have any say? Can we fight it? Who chooses it? Is it God, our family, our friends, our leaders?. To what level? Do we make up is as we go along
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Who or What Weaves Our Fate? Can we choose our destiny, or is it already chosen for us?
FATE Is It Selected For Us? Do We Control It? Do we have any say? Can we fight it? Who chooses it? Is it God, our family, our friends, our leaders? • To what level? • Do we make up is as we go along • Do we have to? • Or can we plan ahead? • To what extent?
Is it selected for us? Does someone or something greater choose our destiny?
Justinian I, Emperor of Byzantium, He thought that… • The fate we live out on earth was chosen for us by an almighty power • fate is a path, and to stray from that path earned you eternal damnation • Fate must be accepted, for it is indestructible and unalterable
John Calvin Saw fate as • everyone and everything was well thought out and planned by God • "There is not one little blade of grass, there is no color in this world that is not intended to make men rejoice.” – John Calvin • God "freely and unchangeably ordaining whatsoever comes to pass.” • God's foreknowledge of the way in which they will either freely reject Christ or freely accept him, and if it came to reject, he made their fate one of eternal damnation
Pope Benedict XVI He believes… • That God
If our fate is preordained… Can we fight it, can we change our fates?
Examples… • Quotes • People • Berlin wall • Guy in china in front of tank, fought fate, died. His fate was to live there, and he fought it and it killed him • Slaves running away
Do we make our own fate? Do we create it as we go along, or do the decisions we make now generate our fate for the later years?
Come the End So, here we are. We are born, and we will die. But we have all of our lives to draw our own lines in the sand, and to take the path untrodden.
A Tree of Fate We spend our life Dealing with strife While climbing up a tree A tree unique to me The trunk is the base A fact we must come to face It may not be carved in stone But it is unalterable, and we must walk it alone But then we come to a place where the trunk will split And one branch may be lit Or you may not know which to choose And all you can think about is what you have to lose However the choice may not always be quick The route you will take, is solely your pick Sometimes the branch may break Sometimes the branch may be fake Sometimes the branch isn’t really a branch after all Sometimes the branch is so frail, you’re forced to crawl You’ve been mislead And that could wind you up dead For the branch may be weak So we must think, before we speak The branch may be small But we have to take a leap of faith, and pray we don’t fall For each branch Is a chance