I agree. As I’ve said countless times, they heap their sins on Jesus Christ in scapegoat fashion and expect to be saved from the consequences of their own actions, compounded by the ‘sins’ forced upon them in so many veins of force-perception, some of it rational and actual good psychology, the rest a bunch of bullshit. They refuse to face the father for what they do to the son in making him a whipping boy pack mule, what modern language would call ‘bitch’ in all terms of slang-use.
Exactly what is it they want to be saved from? Which of their fears in their nest of insecurities can they be saved from and if they are to be saved from them, then wouldn’t it be by proper psychology through a reasoning engine that would be, if the fucker exists, God prescribed? Rather than some flashy son of man coming in waving his hands and snapping his fingers and flashbanging a Heaven on them all that they don’t deserve and would ruin almost instantaneously.
They paint the proper picture, 'God is the beginning and the End, the Alpha and the Omega; we are made in his image; he is an authoritarian and disciplinarian, but he is fair; Beautiful and awesome in his majesty and terrifying in his wrath. They turned their God into their Devil and refuse to face the facts that Lucifer Morningstar is more of a fit heir to the throne than any Michael the Archangel or Jesus Christ. By his very name, Morningstar and the fact that God saves his toughest battles for his strongest warriors and he himself wades out onto the battlefield; what can they expect other than him facing their problems as just another individual, as an equal and solving them on the appropriate levels, since they apply to his levels as well. Equality.
And then, save them from what will find them anyway in just a moments distraction and so they hate their God for another reason, for being the perfect devil in giving them lessons in pain to counter the actual twisted ones with actual sound medicine by delivering to them their lessons in pain as inoculation and preventive medicine.
And that God would be born and raised as one of them, not knowing his weight until he grew into it, not some mind they can not fathom. Not some perfect being that is unsuited to judge the imperfect, but a motherfucker who is likely to swear, likely to indulge in drugs, likely to find himself homeless, likely to be anything other than the poster-bitch they want to make him into. And so much of eternity is beyond God and the devil, beyond that dichotomy, so they think themselves safe to tear apart his shit, only to find him in every aspect of life again, ever the warrior, ever the peacemaker, ever the vengeful one in waging a perfect war of righteousness and in peace for a peace that will never be able to be claimed or reached. They fear him, they want nothing to do with him, they think themselves better and have found themselves losing.