Walking the narrow path
I don't know if this belongs here or not, but this is sort of testimony-bibliography sort of thing about my walk with Christ. Now, it's just a little snippet, nothing fancy or long.
I guess I can begin with when I didn't know God, when my mind was blinded by theories of Evolution and that we come from apes and prehistoric men. I guess I believed it in some way, but it seemed a bit far-fetched to me. In school, there was no mention of God, there were no prayers or people reading the Bible. Just wake up, go to school, and come back home. I don't even think they taught us about Evolution. If they did, I didn't remember it.
I often pondered our existence. I'd look around at the trees, the sky, the birds...and I'd say, "Why do we exist? What purpose do we serve?". My grandmother would talk about God, but I couldn't understand it. I couldn't understand God, or who He was at that time. My idea is that I was blinded and ear plugged from the Gospel of Jesus, from the Bible, from anything to do with God. I didn't know what God was, I didn't know ANYTHING about Him.
I am thankful I was never "hurt" by "religion", that I came to God innocent and ignorant, not full of hatred and anger at anything to do with God or the church. When I first began to learn about God, I didn't even know about Satan, or Jesus (well, I knew that Jesus existed as a human being sense, not that He was the Son of God), or the angels, or Moses, or Job, even Adam and Eve and the Garden of Eden.
I realized that I mentally washed out of anything to do with God. Convienent? Yes, it probably is the way many stay in that ignorant state, lying in the dark, completely oblivious to the spiritual world. We're just stuck on this physical, material plane of atoms and moons and galaxies. There was never any knowledge of a Creator, or a Heaven and Hell, or demons (or fallen angels), or a Savior. Just monkeys and apes and black holes.
I also realized how much I missed with God. There is so much now that I realize I can understand with God. When I see things going on, I look at it in a totally different light. I look at sex in a totally different way than what is presented in the mainstream media; I don't want to be one of those people who don't share love between someone they truly love - just going around looking for a 'false' love and never finding it.
I also realized how many despise of God - who want Him out of our land and human minds. Who want every single mentioning of God censored, just like they censor curse words. I also realized that I am not fighting flesh and blood, but spirits in high places, who can influence humans like we can turn on a light, or feed a fire.
I realize I have more respect and love and compassion for people and animals alike. I realize that just because I'm not cursing and kicking and spitting does not make me a "weirdo" or "different". So many people tell me how kind and what a sensitive and loving heart I possess, and I realize God appreciates it just as much as I appreciate His love and kindness. I don't want to worship this world and its evil desires and ideas, instead, I want to worship my Father in Heaven, who loves me more than I do Him.
I don't know if this belongs here or not, but this is sort of testimony-bibliography sort of thing about my walk with Christ. Now, it's just a little snippet, nothing fancy or long.
I guess I can begin with when I didn't know God, when my mind was blinded by theories of Evolution and that we come from apes and prehistoric men. I guess I believed it in some way, but it seemed a bit far-fetched to me. In school, there was no mention of God, there were no prayers or people reading the Bible. Just wake up, go to school, and come back home. I don't even think they taught us about Evolution. If they did, I didn't remember it.
I often pondered our existence. I'd look around at the trees, the sky, the birds...and I'd say, "Why do we exist? What purpose do we serve?". My grandmother would talk about God, but I couldn't understand it. I couldn't understand God, or who He was at that time. My idea is that I was blinded and ear plugged from the Gospel of Jesus, from the Bible, from anything to do with God. I didn't know what God was, I didn't know ANYTHING about Him.
I am thankful I was never "hurt" by "religion", that I came to God innocent and ignorant, not full of hatred and anger at anything to do with God or the church. When I first began to learn about God, I didn't even know about Satan, or Jesus (well, I knew that Jesus existed as a human being sense, not that He was the Son of God), or the angels, or Moses, or Job, even Adam and Eve and the Garden of Eden.
I realized that I mentally washed out of anything to do with God. Convienent? Yes, it probably is the way many stay in that ignorant state, lying in the dark, completely oblivious to the spiritual world. We're just stuck on this physical, material plane of atoms and moons and galaxies. There was never any knowledge of a Creator, or a Heaven and Hell, or demons (or fallen angels), or a Savior. Just monkeys and apes and black holes.
I also realized how much I missed with God. There is so much now that I realize I can understand with God. When I see things going on, I look at it in a totally different light. I look at sex in a totally different way than what is presented in the mainstream media; I don't want to be one of those people who don't share love between someone they truly love - just going around looking for a 'false' love and never finding it.
I also realized how many despise of God - who want Him out of our land and human minds. Who want every single mentioning of God censored, just like they censor curse words. I also realized that I am not fighting flesh and blood, but spirits in high places, who can influence humans like we can turn on a light, or feed a fire.
I realize I have more respect and love and compassion for people and animals alike. I realize that just because I'm not cursing and kicking and spitting does not make me a "weirdo" or "different". So many people tell me how kind and what a sensitive and loving heart I possess, and I realize God appreciates it just as much as I appreciate His love and kindness. I don't want to worship this world and its evil desires and ideas, instead, I want to worship my Father in Heaven, who loves me more than I do Him.