Originally posted by RevelationGeneration
reply to post by eyesdown
I believe Agnosticism is for lazy people... A cop out for those that can't be bothered to find out the Truth.
I am glad I am not an agnostic, religious, or atheist or in any of those groups.
I follow the one True King Yeshua Ha'mashiach.edit on 1-1-2012 by RevelationGeneration because: (no reason given)
Well i lost faith for many years, 14 to be exact and turned my back on God and Christ. My falling away was a direct result of my abusive father who
beat me on a daily basis sometimes 2 times a day from the age of 3 to 17 when i ran away. So many times i cried out for God to strike him dead and he
never would. It took me till i was 31 years old to realize that the hell i went through wasn't God's fault but he didn't kill my dad because he loved
him enough to give him a chance to change his ways before he dies. Instead of striking my dad dead Jesus gave me the strength to persevere and
survive, but i walked for 14 years in darkness wallowing and reveling in my sins, and mmy sexual immoralities and drug usage. I even turned towards
worshipping Thor and then deiced it would just be easier to not care about gods period. I was dying spiritually and i could feel the hate and anger
consuming me.
It wasn't until a year ago this month when i heard Jesus calling me back. I was so tired of being beaten down and being a loser, of always fighting
constant battles and always losing them, it was a never ending hell of eternal war i couldn't get free of no matter how hard i tried. A year ago i
decided to stop running from my problems and turned to face them. I looked deep inside my soul and saw the hatred staring back at me and i could feel
the poison roiling off it in waves. I wanted to be free. I never really believed in Jesus when i was a kid, but i called out to him to save me anyway.
I called out to him to save me from myself and from the hatred and evil that was consuming me and 2 days later i went to church on Sunday and as i
walked through the door i felt like i was home again, but in a real home with a real father who loved me, and for the first time since i was 3 years
old i felt
safe. I learned how to forgive my dad and how to love him despite what he had done to me. I don't love his ways, but i forgive
him.
I owe Jesus everything, he literally saved me, not just my life my but spirit too because i was drowning in hate and anger and to this day it breaks
my heart when i think of how i turned my back on him and did the things i did in my life. I hope i didn't damn myself for eternity, but i am still
seeking redemption. Some people just do not understand how bad the need for redemption is. I was dead and Jesus raised me up from the dead, i was
literally just a walking empty shell, a shadow.
edit on 1-1-2012 by lonewolf19792000 because: (no reason given)