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It was just a few years ago, growing up in a Hebrew Christian family, that I went to Church, had faith, prayed - occasionally and read the Bible - again occasionally. Then the boss of my father, invited us all over to the States, for a conference on Jewish teachings in the Bible. It was my first time away and I enjoyed the time, but something better, more amazing happened. There in sunny USA for the first time, in the desert of Arizona something else happened...
As I was really a man now, it was time for me to make a decision about Jesus and this trip, made up my mind, that I wanted Jesus and wanted to avoid Hell. I was sitting in a room, when I asked Jesus into my heart. I suddenly felt the difference, I was relieved, my sins were off my shoulders and on the cross. Jesus was living in me, in my life and in my heart. What a great day! You might think, is it really that easy? Do you really just pray and feel different? The answer is YES. If you confess you are a SINNER, you believe Jesus died for YOUR SINS and He LOVES YOU, you will be saved! That's what I did anyway.
Anyway, thinking that was it for the day, having asked Jesus into my heart - enough for one day, I went to bed. Next morning I woke up early to reflect on the previous day, when a gleem of light, glistened through the bathroom door. I opened it, to get ready for the day, when I went to the sink, to wash. As I reached for the sink (with nothing on my feet), I wobbled unsteadily, before I felt myself falling. It felt like minutes, but in reality, it was seconds, before I fell... head-first straight onto the cold, hard, marble like bathroom floor. I was soon carried away and into safety, but the pain wrang around in my head, for days.
As I went back down to the conference, head still hurting, most of the ateendees met with me and they told me that I had been attacked by Satan, but the Lord had protected me. How true that sounded! I had no long lasting damage to my head and enjoyed the rest of my trip. I met Archangel out there and His name reminds me that the angels looked after me in Arizona. I never really thought much about hurting my head, because it soon healed after much ice and rest, but recently I reminded myself of it. I was doubting I was really saved, when the Lord reminded me I am on the Lord's side and I accepted Him the day I was saved and Satan tried to get me the next day - but he was just too late.
As I was really a man now, it was time for me to make a decision about Jesus and this trip, made up my mind, that I wanted Jesus and wanted to avoid Hell. I was sitting in a room, when I asked Jesus into my heart. I suddenly felt the difference, I was relieved, my sins were off my shoulders and on the cross. Jesus was living in me, in my life and in my heart. What a great day! You might think, is it really that easy? Do you really just pray and feel different? The answer is YES. If you confess you are a SINNER, you believe Jesus died for YOUR SINS and He LOVES YOU, you will be saved! That's what I did anyway.
Anyway, thinking that was it for the day, having asked Jesus into my heart - enough for one day, I went to bed. Next morning I woke up early to reflect on the previous day, when a gleem of light, glistened through the bathroom door. I opened it, to get ready for the day, when I went to the sink, to wash. As I reached for the sink (with nothing on my feet), I wobbled unsteadily, before I felt myself falling. It felt like minutes, but in reality, it was seconds, before I fell... head-first straight onto the cold, hard, marble like bathroom floor. I was soon carried away and into safety, but the pain wrang around in my head, for days.
As I went back down to the conference, head still hurting, most of the ateendees met with me and they told me that I had been attacked by Satan, but the Lord had protected me. How true that sounded! I had no long lasting damage to my head and enjoyed the rest of my trip. I met Archangel out there and His name reminds me that the angels looked after me in Arizona. I never really thought much about hurting my head, because it soon healed after much ice and rest, but recently I reminded myself of it. I was doubting I was really saved, when the Lord reminded me I am on the Lord's side and I accepted Him the day I was saved and Satan tried to get me the next day - but he was just too late.
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I'm just presenting the facts.
Respect is earned.
You don't earn respect in telling people that they're wrong to think.
You don't earn respect in telling people that they're wrong to think.
I like respectful behaviour.
Forest Fan wrote:
> Everyone can we keep this thread respectful as I started it.
Ooh, like that makes a difference on here :P
> Everyone can we keep this thread respectful as I started it.
Ooh, like that makes a difference on here :P
Everyone can we keep this thread respectful as I started it.
God came to me in a dream.
I looked him up and down, took a hit from my Marlboro and told him he was weak and needed to get laid more often.
God = My beetch.
I looked him up and down, took a hit from my Marlboro and told him he was weak and needed to get laid more often.
God = My beetch.
This is the funniest thing I've read in a long time. So the all powerful Satan/beelzebub/Lucifer made you hit your head on the bathroom floor?
BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
Let me guess, you swallowed your pacifier a few seconds before and suprisingly, what with the lack of breathing you were doing, you fell over and hit your head on the floor?
Am I right, or am I right.
BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
Let me guess, you swallowed your pacifier a few seconds before and suprisingly, what with the lack of breathing you were doing, you fell over and hit your head on the floor?
Am I right, or am I right.
Forest Fan wrote:
> Do you make this stuff up as you go along?
Jeebus is the image of all your aspirations.
So Jeebus pretty much = Jesus in your case.
> Do you make this stuff up as you go along?
Jeebus is the image of all your aspirations.
So Jeebus pretty much = Jesus in your case.
Forest Fan wrote:
> Edgy wrote:
> However, it is quite feasable. The life expectancy 2000 years ago
> was
> around 35. So if you lived near 30, you'd be considered old.
>
> What's that got to do with anything?
From what I remember, the age in which reproduction happened was a lot lower than it is legally allowed now. I say legally as we all know that some kids can't wait to be all grown up.
Considering that when Jesus was ten, if Mary was in her adulthood at his birth, she'd be near old age then.
So it is logical that she would have been a lot younger then.
> Edgy wrote:
> However, it is quite feasable. The life expectancy 2000 years ago
> was
> around 35. So if you lived near 30, you'd be considered old.
>
> What's that got to do with anything?
From what I remember, the age in which reproduction happened was a lot lower than it is legally allowed now. I say legally as we all know that some kids can't wait to be all grown up.
Considering that when Jesus was ten, if Mary was in her adulthood at his birth, she'd be near old age then.
So it is logical that she would have been a lot younger then.
Forest Fan wrote:
> Do you make this stuff up as you go along?
*****
No, Jebus is real in my HEART, his FATHER came to me in a vision I recieved after I got a papercut, and the DAY he RETURNS he will spread the LOVE across the globe. Believer or not he WILL make you feel warm and FUZZY inside. Unlike your "Jesus" who will DESTROY anyone and everyone who doesn't believe in him.
Phhft what a tight ass.
> Do you make this stuff up as you go along?
*****
No, Jebus is real in my HEART, his FATHER came to me in a vision I recieved after I got a papercut, and the DAY he RETURNS he will spread the LOVE across the globe. Believer or not he WILL make you feel warm and FUZZY inside. Unlike your "Jesus" who will DESTROY anyone and everyone who doesn't believe in him.
Phhft what a tight ass.
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