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deermousie -> RE: How did God come to you? (8/7/2008 8:19:28 PM)
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ORIGINAL: shondasu I've seen and heard how some of you say that God/Jesus came to you or revealed himself to you... I am wondering what experience you had that enlightened you? I think I have had a few "ah ha" moments in which it seems God/Jesus is trying to get my attention. But I am curious to know if any of my experiences are similar to any of yours. Am I being desparate and imagining something that's not there? I'd like to know how you have "felt" him in your life? Thanks :) You're probably not imaging it, Shondasu. There's a popular literary figure in Christianity that most of us understand: we were "pursued by the hound of Heaven." For me, it was a roommate who was a believer and would tell me little things that started adding up. One of the key kickers was when we were watching the news and there was something about Israel. She grabbed a Bible, showed me a verse and said, "See, it said right here that Israel would become a nation again. And it did, in 1948." It shook me. If the Bible was true, then I knew I didn't measure up to what God wanted (I have no clue how I'd figured out what God wanted, or even if I was right) but that He was real. My roommate told me God loved me and Jesus died for sinners (OK, that part I measured up to! [:D] I was a sinner). I started going to church with her (I liked singing in the choir) and heard some excellent Bible teaching. So I felt guilt, I felt hope, I felt a pulling I couldn't explain. Something was going on I couldn't see but I knew it was there. Something that was forming in my mind, that was logical and spiritual. I kept running into believers, and they were the kind of person I'd always wanted to be (except they were Christians. Get rid of that and they'd be perfect. Ha! That's what made them the way they were). I finally came to the point where I realized that God was coming in through the cracks of my life from every direction and that I couldn't run away from Him anymore. Life only made sense if there was a Creator of it, and I couldn't escape the logic or the circumstances. So I gave up, gave in, and asked Him to forgive me (whatever that meant - I wasn't sure) and be the Boss of my life. It changed everything. Within six months I was a noticably different: I'd stop swearing. I'd stop running around with immoral friends. My whole viewpoint was different, and relaxed. I knew I was loved, and I was digging into the Bible and learning all kinds of cool things (Moses talked about the mountains on the bottom of the sea. When sonar was invented in the 1900s, they discovered that... there were mountains on the bottom of the sea. Hudda thunket? [:D]). It's been 35 years now, and I am really different. As a kid I was "the least likely to survive life in any way" from an abusive background, the kid everyone at school made fun of, thought to be terminally stupid, and so on. Now I'm the wife of a good man who loves God and me (first good marriage in my family in at least 4 generations), I've taught school at the university level (first college graduate, first college teacher, first professional in the family in 3 generations), and have a Christian daughter in college who is probably going to help change the world for good. Lord willing, anyway. [:)] The Bible says that things you can see are temporary and things you can't see are eternal. It's another world, and there's a part of us that lives there. It sounds like yours is calling you. God bless you; I'll be praying for you. (((Hugs)))
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