This is a question that applies to ones spiritual experience. In my life I have been around Christians of many different persuasions. I grew up in a Catholic family and attended a church that had zero spiritual experience. The parishoners merely went through the motions: stand, sit, kneel, stand, sit, kneel, Amen. I have also known Catholics who were intensely spiritual and walking in a relationship with God. I have visited any number of protestant denominations, Methodist, Church of Christ, etc, etc, and I was married by a Lutheran Minister who afforded a ceremony, pretty much, no questions asked. I have attended Fundamentalist churches, including Baptist, Church of God, Assembly of God, and independent bible churches, charismatic and not. At the opposite end of the spectrum, I also visited Quaker meetings. Quite a different experience. In my college years I belonged to an independent fellowship, moving in all the New Testament gifts. That church disintegrated
due to differences between the leaders. It caused a lot of disillusionment, me included.
Now here is my question: I am presently a sort of a ship with its sails down. I am wondering about the need for the intense emotional experience that some people find. I have seen more than once, that the people who burn the brightest tend to burn out and lose it. I have seen people have the intense emotional experience and go off with much assurance, shouting from the mountain tops, without much knowledge of spiritual things, and then crash and burn. On the other hand I have seen people who rely on "the still small voice" and take a very understated and humble approach, and they seem able to maintain their way, albeit with less joy and possibly a less fulfilling experience.
I was wondering if anyone would like to share their experiences. With that it might give me some different perspectives and help get the journey moving again. I do not want this to turn into a debate about doctrine. I've heard it all. I want to hear about your experiences.
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You seem to have a God-shaped hole that nothing else will fill. The best thing I can tell you is that God loves all of us in spite of our sinful nature.
He is the one person who is always there for me, listening and helping. I could never be good enough to even approach him in prayer, but he loves me with all my warts, thank goodness. He has always been there for me, and I know he always will. I'm not the type to force religion down one's throat, but it's not about religion but spirituality. I hope you find the peace that only He can offer.
He is the one person who is always there for me, listening and helping. I could never be good enough to even approach him in prayer, but he loves me with all my warts, thank goodness. He has always been there for me, and I know he always will. I'm not the type to force religion down one's throat, but it's not about religion but spirituality. I hope you find the peace that only He can offer.
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Well, I'm not a member of a church. I was baptized Roman Catholic and attended catechism and received communion and was confirmed. I had always felt when I went to catechism that I was damned before I even begun. It didn't provided me with alot of hope.
I was married in a Methodist church. My first husband was divorced and he was the church-goer. That church was nice - the pastor was very open, warm and friendly and I actually felt that there was hope, that I could actually be forgiven if I just asked for it. I still didn't get into the habit of going to church regularly. Do you know what always bothered me about the services (and this is for any church) is giving of the weekly envelopes. I often look at money as being the root of all evil and here we are, celebrating it as a gift. Strange, I know.
To me, I feel my relationship with God is personal. Yes, I know it's His house that I should be visiting, but to me, I know I can talk with him anytime. I have visited a church in off-hours to light candles, particularly for 9/11. When I go to church for a wedding, I do get in line to receive communion, even though Marty swears that a lightening bolt will strike the church if I do, but I want to receive Christ even though by my Catholic teachings, I should have gone to confession. I have seen many people through work, socially or through my exe's church that went there just to be seen and certainly did not practice His teachings. He teaches tolerance, yet there are many that aren't. "Love thy Neighbor", but many that are "religious" can't see past their race or sexual orientation. I like to live by "he who is without sin, cast the first stone", because I know that I am not perfect and I almost always assume that I'm in the wrong first so that I make sure I understand where a person is coming from.
Okay, I've rambled on enough.
I was married in a Methodist church. My first husband was divorced and he was the church-goer. That church was nice - the pastor was very open, warm and friendly and I actually felt that there was hope, that I could actually be forgiven if I just asked for it. I still didn't get into the habit of going to church regularly. Do you know what always bothered me about the services (and this is for any church) is giving of the weekly envelopes. I often look at money as being the root of all evil and here we are, celebrating it as a gift. Strange, I know.
To me, I feel my relationship with God is personal. Yes, I know it's His house that I should be visiting, but to me, I know I can talk with him anytime. I have visited a church in off-hours to light candles, particularly for 9/11. When I go to church for a wedding, I do get in line to receive communion, even though Marty swears that a lightening bolt will strike the church if I do, but I want to receive Christ even though by my Catholic teachings, I should have gone to confession. I have seen many people through work, socially or through my exe's church that went there just to be seen and certainly did not practice His teachings. He teaches tolerance, yet there are many that aren't. "Love thy Neighbor", but many that are "religious" can't see past their race or sexual orientation. I like to live by "he who is without sin, cast the first stone", because I know that I am not perfect and I almost always assume that I'm in the wrong first so that I make sure I understand where a person is coming from.
Okay, I've rambled on enough.
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Ed, I'd be happy to continue this conversation anytime via e-mail, or PM. Still, I'll give you a half-hour summary of how I found, and how I sustain my personal journey.
Like many, I was raised in a midwestern farm town. The town was white, middle class, Republican, and straight by the book. Football players caught smoking anytime were off the team. No belt on those khakis? You were sent home from school that day. Dresses or skirts for the girls. Butch wax to keep the hair in place. You asked mom and dad for the car on Friday night. Church, whatever denomination, was a part of life...not a choice in life. It was as natural as watching Ed Sullivan.
In a five year span from 1967 to 1972 I graduated from college, witnessed an F4 tornado that killed 24 mostly kids, lost my mom to a stroke, was drafted and sent with great resentment to a stinking Vietnam, and came home to an ugly America that preferred I hide my stories and service to my country rather than celebrate it.
Yet I came home with one thing I didn't take with me the year before. I learned in August, 1970, that my attitude toward all these things, toward life in general, was the one thing I could control in the midst of all this turmoil. I could not REALLY control pain or death or family or even my own day. I could only control just how I looked at those.
I pledged upon my return, and after so much pain and loss, to give something back to someone, no one in particular, each and every day of my life. Maybe just a handshake. Maybe a smile. Maybe something big enough for many. Maybe something minutely small. But give something back every day nonetheless.
I really do try. After thirty years, I still try.
Today it was a simple handshake to a new employee working in another department. Sometimes it is letting someone in line at the checkout. Or just telling a high school kid he's doing a good job behind the counter.
The payback has been enormous. I have friends and acquaintances in other countries. I'll get an unexpected e-mail saying thanks (I got a great heartfelt note from Jim Cantore of TWC just last week!). But I do what I do not expecting a thing. And that's why simple words or smiles can become such a reward. And be a positive part of my journey.
Like some of you, my relationship with God seems to work best in a quiet room or on the freeway while driving home. He helps me see things I might otherwise not notice. I ask him not for favors but for understanding. He helps me sustain that. I count on him for patience. Boy do I count on him for patience.
Most of all, Ed, I am a human being. I am strong only in my convictions, not my actions or words or even my commitments. I can fail people...even people I love and respect. But I have found that living by this simple promise of doing something nice, saying something with a smile, or helping to lighten a burden, I have so very much to be thankful for on this journey.
It could end tomorrow, of course. There are no guarantees. But one more principle has always come into play for me.
Whenever that day or time or moment comes, I have always feared that I would then look back and regret all the things I did not do, did not say, or did not share with those I care about.
I do not have those regrets. I feel blessed not just now and then, but every day, for having this opportunity. My journey is working for me. It is one of faith, and respect, and appreciation, and love, and giving more than taking.
In thirty minutes I have written and shared the guiding principles for my entire lifetime. It works for me. If a tiny piece of your puzzle might be found in these words, then I hope it helps you find that fulfillment.
If not...then your answer lies somewhere nearby. Just asking the question that you ask, in the words you ask it, tells me you are close to it already.
May God bless you on your journey. May He help you see what you are seeking.
You are a very very appreciated Storm2k contributor. That's a good place to start.
Like many, I was raised in a midwestern farm town. The town was white, middle class, Republican, and straight by the book. Football players caught smoking anytime were off the team. No belt on those khakis? You were sent home from school that day. Dresses or skirts for the girls. Butch wax to keep the hair in place. You asked mom and dad for the car on Friday night. Church, whatever denomination, was a part of life...not a choice in life. It was as natural as watching Ed Sullivan.
In a five year span from 1967 to 1972 I graduated from college, witnessed an F4 tornado that killed 24 mostly kids, lost my mom to a stroke, was drafted and sent with great resentment to a stinking Vietnam, and came home to an ugly America that preferred I hide my stories and service to my country rather than celebrate it.
Yet I came home with one thing I didn't take with me the year before. I learned in August, 1970, that my attitude toward all these things, toward life in general, was the one thing I could control in the midst of all this turmoil. I could not REALLY control pain or death or family or even my own day. I could only control just how I looked at those.
I pledged upon my return, and after so much pain and loss, to give something back to someone, no one in particular, each and every day of my life. Maybe just a handshake. Maybe a smile. Maybe something big enough for many. Maybe something minutely small. But give something back every day nonetheless.
I really do try. After thirty years, I still try.
Today it was a simple handshake to a new employee working in another department. Sometimes it is letting someone in line at the checkout. Or just telling a high school kid he's doing a good job behind the counter.
The payback has been enormous. I have friends and acquaintances in other countries. I'll get an unexpected e-mail saying thanks (I got a great heartfelt note from Jim Cantore of TWC just last week!). But I do what I do not expecting a thing. And that's why simple words or smiles can become such a reward. And be a positive part of my journey.
Like some of you, my relationship with God seems to work best in a quiet room or on the freeway while driving home. He helps me see things I might otherwise not notice. I ask him not for favors but for understanding. He helps me sustain that. I count on him for patience. Boy do I count on him for patience.
Most of all, Ed, I am a human being. I am strong only in my convictions, not my actions or words or even my commitments. I can fail people...even people I love and respect. But I have found that living by this simple promise of doing something nice, saying something with a smile, or helping to lighten a burden, I have so very much to be thankful for on this journey.
It could end tomorrow, of course. There are no guarantees. But one more principle has always come into play for me.
Whenever that day or time or moment comes, I have always feared that I would then look back and regret all the things I did not do, did not say, or did not share with those I care about.
I do not have those regrets. I feel blessed not just now and then, but every day, for having this opportunity. My journey is working for me. It is one of faith, and respect, and appreciation, and love, and giving more than taking.
In thirty minutes I have written and shared the guiding principles for my entire lifetime. It works for me. If a tiny piece of your puzzle might be found in these words, then I hope it helps you find that fulfillment.
If not...then your answer lies somewhere nearby. Just asking the question that you ask, in the words you ask it, tells me you are close to it already.
May God bless you on your journey. May He help you see what you are seeking.
You are a very very appreciated Storm2k contributor. That's a good place to start.
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Geez, I don't know where to start, or end probably knowing me. I was christened Presbterian, confirmed Episcopalean and Baptized Christian Church(Disciples of Christ). I have been attending the same church for 30 years now. I have continued to grow in my spirituality through several avenues. Most importantly when I have been asked to do something I never thought I could do for the church I have forged ahead with God's help and always accomplished beyond anything I thought I was capable of. No one does not have to go to church to be a true christian, but in my book it helps. It is somewhat akin to a support group in many ways. I am currently in a 4 year long Bible Study which I hope will help be become a much better Biblical scholar(for lack of other words). Developing your spirituality requires work and lots of it.
Two events, amoung others, have cemented my faith. The first happened when I was working as a surveyor many years ago. Some of you have heard this story. Long story short, I cut my leg open with an ax through boots and 2 pairs of socks. We were at least a mile out in the woods. The two people with me were former Army Rangers and about my size. They sprang to action, tournequeted my leg and carried me out of the woods and took me to the emergency room. Upon examining me the ER Doctor looked at me and said "you must be the luckiest guy in the world". I asked why. Her reply was "you cut all the way to your tendon, but not into it, and missed the artery in your leg by less than an 1/8". Was it all just fate? Not in my book. You see I could have just as easily been out with another crew of untrained personnel who were not able to deal with the situation or carry me. Oh and the reason the cut was so clean(and for that matter deep I guess)-the ax had been honed to a literally razor sharp edge by one of my crew, something he always insisted on. I call it a Miracle. I'm sure many see it otherwise-that is their choice.
The other experience is ongoing. As most of you know I have been unemployed since February. We did have some money in the bank, but not enough to keep us going for 6 months like is recommended. Somehow, we have remained financially liquid(able to pay our bills) since that time and still have some money left, though not much. The GOOD LORD has NEVER let me down when I have been in a similar situation and I have no doubt he is at work here. My family is much happier with me as a person since I am no longer in a bad job situation. A miracle? No. A test of faith? Defintiely!!! But I KNOW GOD WILL PROVIDE!!
Two events, amoung others, have cemented my faith. The first happened when I was working as a surveyor many years ago. Some of you have heard this story. Long story short, I cut my leg open with an ax through boots and 2 pairs of socks. We were at least a mile out in the woods. The two people with me were former Army Rangers and about my size. They sprang to action, tournequeted my leg and carried me out of the woods and took me to the emergency room. Upon examining me the ER Doctor looked at me and said "you must be the luckiest guy in the world". I asked why. Her reply was "you cut all the way to your tendon, but not into it, and missed the artery in your leg by less than an 1/8". Was it all just fate? Not in my book. You see I could have just as easily been out with another crew of untrained personnel who were not able to deal with the situation or carry me. Oh and the reason the cut was so clean(and for that matter deep I guess)-the ax had been honed to a literally razor sharp edge by one of my crew, something he always insisted on. I call it a Miracle. I'm sure many see it otherwise-that is their choice.
The other experience is ongoing. As most of you know I have been unemployed since February. We did have some money in the bank, but not enough to keep us going for 6 months like is recommended. Somehow, we have remained financially liquid(able to pay our bills) since that time and still have some money left, though not much. The GOOD LORD has NEVER let me down when I have been in a similar situation and I have no doubt he is at work here. My family is much happier with me as a person since I am no longer in a bad job situation. A miracle? No. A test of faith? Defintiely!!! But I KNOW GOD WILL PROVIDE!!
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Stephanie,
The LOVE of money, not the money itself, is the root of all evil. The offering is needed to keep the church open among other things. In addition, and most importantly, the Bible teaches us to tithe. Does that help any with your problem with the envelopes being passed around?
The LOVE of money, not the money itself, is the root of all evil. The offering is needed to keep the church open among other things. In addition, and most importantly, the Bible teaches us to tithe. Does that help any with your problem with the envelopes being passed around?
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Good Morning Ed,
Not everyone has a specific experience. I was born, baptized and raised Presbyterian. Sunday school then church every Sunday - Bible School in the Summer. I was very lucky. I learned from my parents rather than from church that being Good, Kind, Generous and thoughtful was what I wanted for my life. You see my parents lived that kind of life. They set a wonderful, Godly example.
Some people aren't as lucky and search for that one experience that will truly make them realize that there is a wonderful loving God in Heaven. If I have had any experience in my life which reaffirms my faith in God, it is the birth of my children and grandchildren - Those wonderful little lives that are a part of me and a part of my parents and grandparents - Gods Creations.
God is definitely alive and well and he loves you.
Not everyone has a specific experience. I was born, baptized and raised Presbyterian. Sunday school then church every Sunday - Bible School in the Summer. I was very lucky. I learned from my parents rather than from church that being Good, Kind, Generous and thoughtful was what I wanted for my life. You see my parents lived that kind of life. They set a wonderful, Godly example.
Some people aren't as lucky and search for that one experience that will truly make them realize that there is a wonderful loving God in Heaven. If I have had any experience in my life which reaffirms my faith in God, it is the birth of my children and grandchildren - Those wonderful little lives that are a part of me and a part of my parents and grandparents - Gods Creations.
God is definitely alive and well and he loves you.
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Re: spiritual journey
sunnyday wrote:Stephanie,
The LOVE of money, not the money itself, is the root of all evil. The offering is needed to keep the church open among other things. In addition, and most importantly, the Bible teaches us to tithe. Does that help any with your problem with the envelopes being passed around?
Yes it does. I realize that the church needs support in order to operate. I guess that in a way there are some that think that as long as they financially support the church, they don't have to do anything else. There are many though that do support the church because they feel it is what they need to do to further God's work.
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I was born and raised Roman Catholic and even considered priesthood. Unfortunately I found that it is the institution of religion that is corrupt. I have found that God and I don't have much to talk about. That is my own problem. I pray to God for my family, friends and I treat people with respect. Beyound that I have found that religion is more a divider then uniter. More wars are fought in the name of some god then for any other reason. Look to your self, be kind and when and if you come to the gates, I think God will let you in.
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Stephanie wrote:When I go to church for a wedding, I do get in line to receive communion, even though Marty swears that a lightening bolt will strike the church if I do, but I want to receive Christ even though by my Catholic teachings, I should have gone to confession.
Stephanie, I can definitely relate here. I was raised Catholic (mom was Catholic, dad was Baptist). Like you, I was baptized and confirmed in the Catholic church. My mom always told me that she didn't mind which churches I went to as long as my faith wasn't shaken. I've attended services at Methodist, Baptist, Lutheran, Disciples of Christ, Episcopalian, Pentecostal, and even a Metropolitan Community Church once.
I stopped going to confession several years ago after I decided that I felt more peace when I prayed directly to God about a situation and let Him handle it how He saw fit as opposed to confessing to a priest and saying ten Hail Mary's and five Our Father's. I never felt that confession to a priest gave me anything more in my personal relationship with God than what I already had. Because I had stopped going to confession, I also stopped receiving communion. My grandfather kept asking every Easter, "Have you been to confession? Are you going to Easter mass with us?" And then, "Why didn't you go up for communion? I worry about your soul."
Then three years ago, when I went to KY for Christmas, I walked into the cathedral and saw something on the bulletin that hit me. The cover depicted a shiny gold chalice of wine and paten with the host. And there was a simple statement above it, "I invite you to come dine at my table." That settled it for me.
I've joined Him ever since.
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stormchazer wrote:Beyound that I have found that religion is more a divider then uniter.
True. IMO, being religious is one thing -- a person follows the rules of a particular church, which can sometimes divide them from others. However, faith is the belief in the hope and strength granted by God in His divine mercy and power. One can be faithful without necessarily being religious.
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Great topic, Coriolis, and some rather interesting replies.
Like StormChazer, I was born and raised Roman Catholic and attended Catholic schools. However, I'm still searching - part of me is in conflict with the teachings of the Catholic Church.
I definately believe there is a Higher Power. But I don't have that "connection" that I think I'm supposed to feel - and it always makes me wonder why.
Like StormChazer, I was born and raised Roman Catholic and attended Catholic schools. However, I'm still searching - part of me is in conflict with the teachings of the Catholic Church.
I definately believe there is a Higher Power. But I don't have that "connection" that I think I'm supposed to feel - and it always makes me wonder why.
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Looks like I'm an odd one out
I was raised Southern Baptist. Hellfire, brimstone hell hell hell hell hell... These were words that I learned by repetition before I was 5 *Laughs* My mother tried to give me a relationship with God. My father has always been faithful in his heart... but Mom was always faithful in ~going~ to church- at least while we were growing up.
When I turned 10 my parents decided to let me choose my God. They sent me to methodist bible camps. I went to a meeting with Johovah's Wittnesses (I know that's spelled wrong. Ug). I went to a catholic wedding, a mormon funeral... My parents bought books about all the major world religions and let me read them so that I would be tolerant of other beliefs. I've taught music at a jewish service for children- I have sung in 12 different churches- all with a different faith as a chior member.
And I got married in the Episcopal church- and intend to have my children baptized in the Episcopal church. My husbands faith is not necessarily more strong than mine- but it is certainly more focused. I found my peace outside the boundries of any set church. I lean the strongest towards christianity and it is my home religion- but I incorporate jewish traditons- catholic traditions... wiccan beliefs, some of the hellfire and brimstone from my childhood...
I pick and choose my beliefs and instead of feeling lost- I feel like I truely belong. It's a church between me and my god... I can pray to him on top of a mountain or in the silences of a catholic mass. I felt the blessings of god on my marriage even if I did not believe that anything spiritually special happened with the communion. I believe in god- and he is a generous and loving god. He is a forgiving and charitable god. I see his blessings in every sunrise and in every storm.
But I don't preach my spirituality. This post is a first for me- I try very very hard to leave my religion out of discussions with people- very few people can truly accept that I have taken bits and pieces of thier religion and pasted them together with other religions to make my peace with god. I don't preach, I don't adminish, I don't enlighten, convert, minister to, or even show the way to people I talk to- close or far. And, honestly, I don't feel that MY god would want me to (Got no problems with people who's gods do require it *smiles*). It was so sweet to find god on my own- to truely FIND that peace and happiness in my beliefs... I respect those who've found thier peace in traditional religious sects. I respect that others have different paths. Everyone has to find thier own way to God.
But you seemed lost. Lost between differing religions, political bickering and dissillusioned in faith.
Let me offer you my twig, and if you like it- that's fine.. and if you don't I won't have my feelings hurt by you ignoring it To me... God doesn't reside in buildings... he isn't always found in the trappings of liturgy. But that doens't mean you can't call on him through liturgy or in a building. Watch a sunrise- and he is there. Pick up a stone from the ground... and he is there. Mine isn't a fiery explosion of feverish outpouring for God. My God is happy to watch from the wings of my life and keep me gentle company. I don't need any intense emotional experiences dealing with god... and I find no less joy than the loudest preacher I know. I find my joys in the things that God has gifted me with- not in the relationship with Him. It has always seemed silly (to me) to have that sort of relationship with my God- I believe that he would prefer that I spend the gift of time here that has been given to me worshiping quietly- and loving the world that he has created for me.
I cannot imagine having a more intense a emotional relationship with God- that's not my purpose for my time on earth- I will have an eternity to worship at his feet when my time has come- until then I will enjoy the things... the people that he has blessed me with. They are gifts.. and I won't be so rude to overlook the happiness that was meant to be given with the gifts in my greater devotion to the giver.
I am very fulfilled in my place in gods eyes and the world. I have found happiness in living... I have found joy in every morning that I awaken... still breathing.
I've found MY God. And he's not anyone else's... and no one can believe in quite the same way that I do. Everyone has to find thier own God/goddess/gods... I wish you luck in your journey!
I was raised Southern Baptist. Hellfire, brimstone hell hell hell hell hell... These were words that I learned by repetition before I was 5 *Laughs* My mother tried to give me a relationship with God. My father has always been faithful in his heart... but Mom was always faithful in ~going~ to church- at least while we were growing up.
When I turned 10 my parents decided to let me choose my God. They sent me to methodist bible camps. I went to a meeting with Johovah's Wittnesses (I know that's spelled wrong. Ug). I went to a catholic wedding, a mormon funeral... My parents bought books about all the major world religions and let me read them so that I would be tolerant of other beliefs. I've taught music at a jewish service for children- I have sung in 12 different churches- all with a different faith as a chior member.
And I got married in the Episcopal church- and intend to have my children baptized in the Episcopal church. My husbands faith is not necessarily more strong than mine- but it is certainly more focused. I found my peace outside the boundries of any set church. I lean the strongest towards christianity and it is my home religion- but I incorporate jewish traditons- catholic traditions... wiccan beliefs, some of the hellfire and brimstone from my childhood...
I pick and choose my beliefs and instead of feeling lost- I feel like I truely belong. It's a church between me and my god... I can pray to him on top of a mountain or in the silences of a catholic mass. I felt the blessings of god on my marriage even if I did not believe that anything spiritually special happened with the communion. I believe in god- and he is a generous and loving god. He is a forgiving and charitable god. I see his blessings in every sunrise and in every storm.
But I don't preach my spirituality. This post is a first for me- I try very very hard to leave my religion out of discussions with people- very few people can truly accept that I have taken bits and pieces of thier religion and pasted them together with other religions to make my peace with god. I don't preach, I don't adminish, I don't enlighten, convert, minister to, or even show the way to people I talk to- close or far. And, honestly, I don't feel that MY god would want me to (Got no problems with people who's gods do require it *smiles*). It was so sweet to find god on my own- to truely FIND that peace and happiness in my beliefs... I respect those who've found thier peace in traditional religious sects. I respect that others have different paths. Everyone has to find thier own way to God.
But you seemed lost. Lost between differing religions, political bickering and dissillusioned in faith.
Let me offer you my twig, and if you like it- that's fine.. and if you don't I won't have my feelings hurt by you ignoring it
To me... God doesn't reside in buildings... he isn't always found in the trappings of liturgy. But that doens't mean you can't call on him through liturgy or in a building. Watch a sunrise- and he is there. Pick up a stone from the ground... and he is there. Mine isn't a fiery explosion of feverish outpouring for God. My God is happy to watch from the wings of my life and keep me gentle company. I don't need any intense emotional experiences dealing with god... and I find no less joy than the loudest preacher I know. I find my joys in the things that God has gifted me with- not in the relationship with Him. It has always seemed silly (to me) to have that sort of relationship with my God- I believe that he would prefer that I spend the gift of time here that has been given to me worshiping quietly- and loving the world that he has created for me.
I cannot imagine having a more intense a emotional relationship with God- that's not my purpose for my time on earth- I will have an eternity to worship at his feet when my time has come- until then I will enjoy the things... the people that he has blessed me with. They are gifts.. and I won't be so rude to overlook the happiness that was meant to be given with the gifts in my greater devotion to the giver.
I am very fulfilled in my place in gods eyes and the world. I have found happiness in living... I have found joy in every morning that I awaken... still breathing.
I've found MY God. And he's not anyone else's... and no one can believe in quite the same way that I do. Everyone has to find thier own God/goddess/gods... I wish you luck in your journey!
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My own search began after I found myself at odds with Rome as a teenager...been through (statements of faith by origin here) Augsburg, Westminster, and Geneva before finding myself a "home" within the Protestant Episcopal Communion of the Christian Church.
It does grieve me that His Body on earth is split into so many divisions and subdivisions, each claiming to be "THE" one, and alll falling short of the Truth (yes, even the Episcopalians).
And the fact that Debi is an unyielding Southern Baptist doesn't help at all.
What I have determined to do is act upon what I perceive, through my own studies of His Word, pray in silence and "secret", laying the petitions of myself and others on His Altar, then "let go and let God".
I do try to be on good terms with all men and women of different beliefs; it is not mine to proselytize or "win" them over to my faith, and I detest some of the ways and means by which some well-meaning "evangelicals" beat their fellow man to death with their personal understanding of His Word...but, that's another story.
As to a "Great Awakening", no...I have not yet had such an experience, but I can pick out those who HAVE very easily...true "saints" in the best sense of the term, who LIVE their faith and let His Light shine through themselves. I should also state that I can count these that I've met over my lifetime on the fingers of one hand...
Not much help, but...there it is.
It does grieve me that His Body on earth is split into so many divisions and subdivisions, each claiming to be "THE" one, and alll falling short of the Truth (yes, even the Episcopalians).
And the fact that Debi is an unyielding Southern Baptist doesn't help at all.
What I have determined to do is act upon what I perceive, through my own studies of His Word, pray in silence and "secret", laying the petitions of myself and others on His Altar, then "let go and let God".
I do try to be on good terms with all men and women of different beliefs; it is not mine to proselytize or "win" them over to my faith, and I detest some of the ways and means by which some well-meaning "evangelicals" beat their fellow man to death with their personal understanding of His Word...but, that's another story.
As to a "Great Awakening", no...I have not yet had such an experience, but I can pick out those who HAVE very easily...true "saints" in the best sense of the term, who LIVE their faith and let His Light shine through themselves. I should also state that I can count these that I've met over my lifetime on the fingers of one hand...
Not much help, but...there it is.
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But I don't preach my spirituality. This post is a first for me- I try very very hard to leave my religion out of discussions with people- very few people can truly accept that I have taken bits and pieces of thier religion and pasted them together with other religions to make my peace with god. I don't preach, I don't adminish, I don't enlighten, convert, minister to, or even show the way to people I talk to- close or far. And, honestly, I don't feel that MY god would want me to (Got no problems with people who's gods do require it *smiles*). It was so sweet to find god on my own- to truely FIND that peace and happiness in my beliefs... I respect those who've found thier peace in traditional religious sects. I respect that others have different paths. Everyone has to find thier own way to God.
Oh but how wrong you are OG!!!! Well, maybe not!!! You do not preach your spirituality-YOU LIVE IT- and by living it, as you OBVIOUSLY DO, just by reading your post, you are preaching it!!!! THAT IS AS IT SHOULD BE!!! My God tells us to go into the world and make believers of all men. IMO, the best way to do that is to LIVE OUR SPIRITUALITY AND FAITH IN ALL THAT WE DO!! Are we perfect at it? I KNOW I AM NOT! But I try hard.
What a fabulous grasp of and testament to true faith OG!! GOD HAS TRULY BLESSED YOU!!!
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I'd like to thank each and every one of you who offered your thoughts and experiences. I am truly blessed to be "plugged in" here. I saved this thread in my favorites and will return to it.
There is much turmoil in my life right now, both internal and external, and I'll take the responsibility for it. It is easy to blame things on others, but that sustains the error.
I've been stuck on the part about repentance, thinking that it needs to be a "sackcloth and ashes" experience with much wailing and gnashing of teeth.
I'm coming around to the notion that making a change is just doing it - one decision at a time, and keeping in mind why. I like what you said Azskyman. There was a saying somewhere about how a decision leads to a habit which leads to character, which leads to a destiny, or something like that.
Thanks again, all.
There is much turmoil in my life right now, both internal and external, and I'll take the responsibility for it. It is easy to blame things on others, but that sustains the error.
I've been stuck on the part about repentance, thinking that it needs to be a "sackcloth and ashes" experience with much wailing and gnashing of teeth.
I'm coming around to the notion that making a change is just doing it - one decision at a time, and keeping in mind why. I like what you said Azskyman. There was a saying somewhere about how a decision leads to a habit which leads to character, which leads to a destiny, or something like that.
Thanks again, all.
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God does love you Ed - the good, the bad and the ugly. He will always forgive you. Now it's your turn to forgive yourself and go on. When I've done something really rotten, I usually go off by myself somewhere (preferably outside - I feel closer to God outside). I then have a chat with God and tell him what I've done (as if he doesn't already know). This gets it out in the open and off of my chest. I think my blood pressure goes down immediately. Telling God has that cleansing effect. I ask God to forgive me and then the hard part begins. I work on a plan to try and undo any pain I have caused by my actions. I know God loves me and will forgive me. The hard part is forgiving myself.
Life is so very short. Every minute is important.
God love you Ed.
((Hugs))
Take care my friend
Karan
Life is so very short. Every minute is important.
God love you Ed.
((Hugs))
Take care my friend
Karan
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I'm kinda late making this post - but here are my two cents. I was born a Catholic - baptized, confirmed and married in Catholic Church. My husband joined the Catholic church so we could be married - we attend mass each weekend. My daugther is preparing for her first communion and my husband is now teaching CCE. For me - if I didn't have my faith I wouldn't have anything. There are things I don't understand or even know about my religion - but I never close the book and quit learning.
God has given me my share of crosses to carry through my life and he's give me some of the great joys I have ever had. I pray everyday. This might not work for everyone - but it does me. I will raise my daughter as a Catholic until she is 18 and she lives on her own. This is the way my parents raised me and I think that stability of knowing God will always be there made a difference for me.
I go to confession at least twice a year - do I like to go - no - but I do it anyway.
I think just taking the time to attend church or place of worship and practicing the religion of your choice would impact your life.
Well enough rambling.
God Bless Everyone.
God has given me my share of crosses to carry through my life and he's give me some of the great joys I have ever had. I pray everyday. This might not work for everyone - but it does me. I will raise my daughter as a Catholic until she is 18 and she lives on her own. This is the way my parents raised me and I think that stability of knowing God will always be there made a difference for me.
I go to confession at least twice a year - do I like to go - no - but I do it anyway.
I think just taking the time to attend church or place of worship and practicing the religion of your choice would impact your life.
Well enough rambling.
God Bless Everyone.
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Know that whatever it is that you are going through now Ed is apart of His plan and it is for you to learn from and grow. I know of quite a few people, myself included that are going through changes or are experiencing dilemmas. The year 2003 has been very unusual politically, weatherwise, etc.
Back when Derby was put to sleep I also was going through a tough time with work - some changes and things that have taken place I still don't agree with but they were and still are significant enough to make me want to perhaps move on from the Tropicana. Almost at the sametime, I blew up at Marty over things that have been simmering for quite awhile and I had one day where I literally felt like my life was falling apart around me. My psychiatrist has always told me to adjust my medication accordingly to help me get over some bad days (i.e. increase the dosage), which I did. I prayed and asked for guidance and strength to deal with what was going on, rationally. I knew it would be a day by day scenerio. Things are still changing and evolving so I still feel in limbo to a certain degree.
It is never easy to change something that you ahve become used to and secure with, but I think it's better when the change is under your control than forced upon you. I wish you the best and if you need an ear, you know where you can come to!
Back when Derby was put to sleep I also was going through a tough time with work - some changes and things that have taken place I still don't agree with but they were and still are significant enough to make me want to perhaps move on from the Tropicana. Almost at the sametime, I blew up at Marty over things that have been simmering for quite awhile and I had one day where I literally felt like my life was falling apart around me. My psychiatrist has always told me to adjust my medication accordingly to help me get over some bad days (i.e. increase the dosage), which I did. I prayed and asked for guidance and strength to deal with what was going on, rationally. I knew it would be a day by day scenerio. Things are still changing and evolving so I still feel in limbo to a certain degree.
It is never easy to change something that you ahve become used to and secure with, but I think it's better when the change is under your control than forced upon you. I wish you the best and if you need an ear, you know where you can come to!
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