[A synergist gentleman walks into a seminary library and sees a young Calvinist man sitting at a table, reading a book by R.C. Sproul. Recognizing his theology, the synergist approaches the table]
Synergist: "Hey you!"
Calvinist: "Yes sir?"
Synergist: "Your theology...is...uh...kinda stupid!"
Calvinist: "Is that all?"
Synergist: "Yeah, what else..."
Calvinist: [leaping from the table] "Oh, no, sir. You are too simple. Why, you might have said a great many things. Why waste the opportunity? For example: AGGRESSIVE: I assert that if I were Calvinist, I'd burn myself at the stake! PRACTICAL: How do you find a wife who believes that kind of theology? You must date within your church. DESCRIPTIVE: Your theology is a pile of dung - a hill, even! A hill? Nay, a mountain! INQUISITIVE: Tell me about your sunglasses - do they allow you to see the predestined glow blue? KINDLY: Ah, you love French culture so much that you follow even the least of their theologians. CAUTIOUS: Take care! There are reprobates around every corner! ELOQUENT: When you open the Bible, the saints weep and the angels mourn. DRAMATIC: Calvinism? That is a lie from the pits of hell! SIMPLE: You know, I always preferred the thinking of Hobbes... MILITARY: Beware! The Five Points are a secret code! ENTERPRISING: Ah, monergistic authorship is a hot seller these days... RESPECTFUL: Sir, I recognize that you must be a politician, since you've been...well...elected. Or, LITERARY: Is this the wolf sneaking in amidst the flock? These are things you could have said, had you perhaps put as much thought into your insult as you did your theology...but I gather perhaps you had."
Calvinist: [holding out his hand] "How do you do, and my name's Robert..."
Friday, March 4, 2011
Insulting a Calvinist
The following is based off an exchange from the play Cyrano de Bergerac.