But Paul was not inferring that the pagan poets were inspired by God to be in our Sacred Scriptures. He was just trying to find common ground to work with to get a foot in the door so to speak.
"1Cor 9:20-21 And I became to the Jews as a Jew, that I should be gaining Jews; to those under law as under law (not being myself under law), that I should be gaining those under law;" (21) to those without law as without law (not being without God's law, but legally Christ's), that I should be gaining those without law."
i realize that good sir Tony bro Jeans friend
do you beleive we move and have our being in him? even as thier poets stated? because its in the bible too
No, the poets stated this in bold below:
Act 17:28 for in Him we are living and moving and are, as some poets of yours also have declared, 'For of that race also are we.'
claypot, I seriously doubt that Jesus learned the words of Buddha to be inspired. If anything Buddha *may* have read from the inspired writings of the Jews and other works around the world of his day.
BAM i agree with this. truth is truth.
chuckt it's kind of like this:
THE incorrect partitioning of the word of truth is well illustrated by the following foolish story. How many there are who are doing just what this man did, yet fail to see how funny their combinations are! We do not know who wrote it.
A zealous convert felt that he had been called to preach, so he applied for admission to the ministry and submitted himself to examination by a minister. The examination proceeded as follows:
Can you read Sam? No suh.
Can you write? No suh, but mah wife can.
Well, do you know the Bible? I's pretty good in de Bible; in
fack, ah knows de Bible from lid to lid.
What part of the Bible do you like best? Well, suh, ah likes
de New Testament.
What book? De book of de parables, sah.
Which parable do you like best? Which parable? Why lawsy, ah
likes de parable ob de Good Samarratun.
Well, tell me the parable of the Good Samaritan.
Well suh, once upon a time a man went down from Jerusalem to
Jericho, and fell among thieves; and de thorns grew up an choked
dat man; an he went on an didn't hab no money, and he met de Queen
ob Sheba. And behold she gabe dat manó yessuh, she gabe dat man a
thousand talents ob gold and a hundred changes ob raiment. An he
got in a chariot straightaway an drobe furiously. An as he was
speedin' along under a big sycamore tree, his hair don got caught
in a limb an left him hanging dare. An he hung dar many days an
many nights, and ravens brought him food to eat an water to drink.
An one night while he was hanging dar asleep his wife Delilah came
along an cut off his hair, an de poor man dropped, an fell on
stony ground. An it began to rain, and it rained forty days and
forty nights, an he hid himself in a cave until de rain stopped.
An when he left de cave he met a man who said, "Come an take
supper wid me," but he said, "No, I can't, I done married a wife
an can't come." So de man went out into de highways and byways and
compelled dem to come in fo supper. He went on an came to
Jerusalem, an when he got dar he seen Queen Jezebel sittin' high
up in de window, an when he saw her he said aloud, "Trow her
down." An dey trew her down. An he cried again, "Trow her down
some more," an dey trew her down some more. An dey trew her down
seventy times seven; an ob de fragments was picked up twelve
baskets. Now whose wife you all think she'll be in de