In the 1920’s, a man named Frederick Banting discovered a way to keep dogs with diabetes alive with his experimental extract. When it was discovered the experiment worked on humans, insulin was put into mass production. Today, this disease that leads to blindness and death has now been put on hold for hundreds of thousands of people around the world. There is still no cure for diabetes. Insulin simply helps people with diabetes live.
The first person who commented on this very long thread referred to this discovery, as well as the discovery or penicillin, and compared these to AA, saying:
“Frederick Banting did not run around giving verbal glory to Jesus Christ yet many christians and non-christians alike use the insulin he discovered to treat their diabetes…neither will I ever know, nor will it even matter, if their discoverers were “Christian””
That said, imagine this…
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Once upon a time in a land far away, all the people in the kingdom had disease. They were called The Diseased Ones, and all were born with it. It was unavoidable. Each one went blind and succumbed to the effects of their disease at an early age. Their only hope so far was to stay in the dark, and to wrap themselves in bandages in order to delay death, since the light of the sun made their disease progress faster. This treatment had been discovered long ago, and it worked to a degree, but was only a temporary measure to enable them to live with their disease.
One day a Visitor came from a faraway land. He told them he had paid a great price to find a cure for their disease. Amazingly, the people could be completely, instantly, and permanently healed. They would no longer be in danger of going blind or dying early from the complications of the disease, and they could once again come outside during the day and enjoy the warmth and light of the sun. The cure was available to all who no longer wished to be barely kept alive in their dark and dreary caves. All they would need to do to be cured was to take one pill, allow the Visitor to unwrap and throw away their dirty bandages, and their disease would be gone forever. They would no longer need to label themselves as one of The Diseased Ones. The good news was that this cure was absolutely FREE!!!
Some of The Diseased Ones took up the offer of the Visitor, and were freed from the bondage of their disease. They came out of their caves with much rejoicing and entered the land of sun and warmth, and experienced fellowship and wholeness in the light. They were now known as The Healed Ones.
Others from the caves were not so sure the cure would work. One man accepted his pill, but instead of swallowing it, he kept it in a pretty jar which he named The Cure, and placed on a prominent shelf in one of the larger caves which he called The Room. The other people who had stayed hiding in their caves, too skeptical to simply receive and take their cure pill, continued to rely on their bandages and live in darkness to keep the disease at bay. In fact, they liked their cozy bandages, and thought they would be uncomfortable without them. And so the man with the jar invited these ones to his small support group in The Room. There they were taught that they needed to meet in The Room every day, sometimes even twice a day, and talk about The Cure, but never the Visitor. They so wanted to be like the Healed Ones. Soon the group grew in numbers, as they began to believe that if they always met and talked about The Cure and their disease, they would find community, wholeness and fellowship, just like The Healed Ones had. But never were they allowed to mention ‘the Visitor’ who had purchased this cure. Every meeting began with each one confessing to eachother that they were a Diseased One, but were now on the right path to The Cure. Then they would take 12 baby steps toward the jar on the shelf before returning to their caves until the next meeting in The Room. This common bond between The Diseased Ones was so strong, and the owner of the jar was so revered, that they decided to spread their hope through all the cave dwelling kingdom. It soon became so popular to be part of this group that, sadly, some of The Healed Ones ventured back into the caves and began attending the meetings in The Room. Understandably, they didn’t feel right about putting the bandages back on and starting each meeting by saying “I am a Diseased One” when they knew they were actually one of The Healed Ones, but they did it anways. It was expected once they were in the meetings. And if ever a Healed One happened to mention ‘the Visitor’, they would be scorned and mocked.
Meanwhile, the Visitor and The Healed Ones who watched from outside in the sunshine, called daily to The Diseased Ones to come out and take their free pill. Every once in a while, a Diseased One would come out, take a pill, and rejoice in the light as the bandages were removed, never to return to the dark caves again. But most of them just poked their heads out and said, “No thank you, as we understand, we have already found our own pathway to The Cure.”
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Just a silly story?
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(Carla of http://morebooksandthings.blogspot.com is referring to the “long thread” of comments which you can read by clicking on the link just below. Scroll down. Thanks, Carla.)

A.A.’s cofounders were not Christians-response
April 30, 2009 · Leave a Comment
Some time ago I wrote an article called ‘Alcoholics Anonymous cofounders were not Christians.’ I set up a link to it a week ago, and the comments by believers, non-believers, and members of the A.A. religion have been strong.
Please read some of these comments if you have time.
http://mywordlikefire.wordpress.com/2009/04/24/aa-cofounders-were-not-christians/
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