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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.
You can't put conditions on free will, or it is no longer free will.
God says:
"Right mate, you've got free will, okay? Groovy. Now, the only thing is, see, you can't do this, this, this or this, and see if you eat that fruit, you're going to make everyone after you a sinner, right? They (and you) will be eternally damned if you don't worship me daily and follow even stricter rules than you have now.
So, in conclusion, to have free will, you have to make sure to do exactly what I say. Got it? Good."
Free will indeed.
> I don't want to get into repeating myself, but that's one of the
> reasons for the millennial reign of Christ on the earth with Satan
> locked in the bottomless pit: to show the exceeding sinfulness of
> man. We don't need the devil to make us look bad. We can do it all on
> our own.
Forest never answered this so maybe you will; what exactly is the difference between your mindset concerning your relationship with God, and the mindset of a battered wife toward an abusive husband? Thus far, I can't see any.
Man, it's a shame we can't control our hormones. We're all going to hell.