Originally posted by @karoly-aczelwhich weak a^^ c^^^ thumbed my post down?
No.
We allow our selves to dissolve burdens, to forgive ourselves.
We are God. You are God and I am God. Search your feelings on this one dude.
Tell why you disagree , dont hide in the corners 🙂
Originally posted by @wolfgang59I guess I don't see whether or not I empathize with others relevant to the topic.
Do you ever empathise with the suffering of others?
There are people who would have ended their lives, had they been faced with what I have faced.
There are people who bear way more than I have/will ever face(d) yet who greet each day with nothing but love and enthusiasm.
There are people whose burdens would be a walk in the park for me, or for others.
So what does that have to do with anything, exactly?
Originally posted by @freakykbhSo what does that have to do with anything, exactly?
I guess I don't see whether or not I empathize with others relevant to the topic.
There are people who would have ended their lives, had they been faced with what I have faced.
There are people who bear [b]way more than I have/will ever face(d) yet who greet each day with nothing but love and enthusiasm.
There are people whose burdens would be a walk in the park for me, or for others.
So what does that have to do with anything, exactly?[/b]
Do you believe that your god figure has anything to do with the burdens that people bear and the capacity of people to bear the burdens that they face?
Originally posted by @karoly-aczelDidn't thumb down your post Karoly, but you seriously need to quit the swearing.
which weak a^^ c^^^ thumbed my post down?
Tell why you disagree , dont hide in the corners 🙂
Not sure why you have suddenly started doing that. Not cool dude.
Originally posted by @biffo-konkerIt may be that they simply don’t believe her or think she was hallucinating, either way they probably don’t want to offend her.
Thanks.I still wonder why the religious people here do not seem to be interested.
Originally posted by @suzianneI’ll ask you; are you certain they were real? Were you in some way intoxicated or medicated due to feeling so depressed or suicidal?
They looked human, like you or me, only they were wearing robes and they were barefooted. They did not appear translucent, or in any way insubstantial. One moment they were not there and the next moment they were. They left the same way. And no, they did not have wings. They did have a glow in their faces, as one might expect of a being who has stood in the presence of God.
Thank you for asking.
Originally posted by @velnsThis is only one chapter in the saga of my life.
I’ll ask you; are you certain they were real? Were you in some way intoxicated or medicated due to feeling so depressed or suicidal?
If you knew what came before this, you wouldn't be saying this. Or perhaps you would. Hard to tell.
This was at the end of a two-year period when I had had quite enough "reality", thank you. I was not yet a Christian, so I doubt this was something my mind would imagine. This was no "dream".
I've been over and over this time in my life minutely, and through hypnosis as well. This was no drug hallucination.
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Originally posted by @velnsI've also related this experience before. Chances are they heard all they wanted to hear the first time. This is why I left out a lot of detail and only related the "condensed" version this time.
It may be that they simply don’t believe her or think she was hallucinating, either way they probably don’t want to offend her.
EDIT: In fact, I went looking for the first time I told this, but the administrators of this site have inexplicably recently made the search function nearly unusable.
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Originally posted by @ghost-of-a-dukenot sure eh?
Didn't thumb down your post Karoly, but you seriously need to quit the swearing.
Not sure why you have suddenly started doing that. Not cool dude.
sgit bro , life too short.
If you ever work out why then i will give you honey!!
BTW, did I call anyone anything , friend?
now take that nicey-nice crap and try understand why devils keep rising out of us.
I dont need your approval, my good and sweet bro
Originally posted by @dj2beckerwho are you? any honey?
Yes karoly get with the memo, it's only cool when Dive swears.
I do know Whinney the Pooh.
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-Removed-You indicated that you were going to shoot yourself and the angel spoke to you and told you to wait one day, but what happened on that next day that changed your outlook?
Is this some kind of set-up so that others can thumb my posts down (again)? Why all the questions about this now, as if I've never spoken about this here before?
Sigh. Ok, well, condensed version. The reason I was going to kill myself, well, looking back on it from my life right now, is because I was still weak at this time in my life. When I was 16, I thought that I was in love with a 25-year-old man I had first met a year before. We decided to run away together, and I left school, left home, and turned my back on my life up to that point to make a new life with this man. Within six months, this man had imprisoned me in our house and had started selling me for sex with other men. This went on for two years. Two years. He had also addicted me to heroin in the process of controlling me. This man had broken my spirit and ruined my life for his amusement and monetary gain. One day, I found his gun, because he had gotten careless with leaving it around. As I said, I was still weak, in body and in spirit, so I decided to kill myself with this gun to finally end my torment. I did not feel capable of using the gun on him to escape. By this time, my self-worth was almost nil. I had the gun in my mouth, thumbs on the trigger, desperately waiting for the guts to do it. This is when the angels appeared. Angels. Two of them. They convinced me to give it just one more day and things would turn around, and that I had more than what I thought of as a worthless existence to live for, that God had a plan for me. So I hid the gun behind a loose ceiling panel in a closet.
The next day, my father rescued me. He had brought friends, looking for me, and he kicked in the front door, and very nearly beat the man who had kept me there for two years to death. I was finally free, but it took about 3 months of rehab and 18 months of therapy before I was anything near back to "normal". Alas, life wasn't quite done screwing with me yet, but I was a hell of a lot better off than I was before, with better tools to deal with it.
Also, what language did the angel speak?
Not sure why this is important, but they spoke to me in English, my native language. It probably wouldn't have moved their mission forward to speak to me in, say, Japanese.
Originally posted by @ghost-of-a-dukei can really understand where you come from. There are many examples i can think of off the top of my head. A child born with all sorts of issues. to a "normal" person, we say, how terrible, God has cursed you. Yet look at Hellen Keller, and others. what is abnormal to us, becomes normal to them. Yet still i can see those born into horrible conditions. A young girl sold into slavery. Will she go to hell because of chioces others made for her (of course not). What then, how can a christian explain why she does or does not "make it".
'Allah does not burden a soul beyond that it can bear.'
(Surah Baqarah – V 286)
A client once referenced the above quote from the Koran (had to google though to find it) during the ongoing struggle he experienced managing his mental health (specifically OCD). As a Muslim his position was that God would not have given him any greater woes tha ...[text shortened]... eyond the capability of any human being. Surely God has given too much to these people to carry?
For my part, i know what scripture says. That God judges people for what is in thier heart. no matter what faith you are or are not