reply to post by Tranceopticalinclined
Yeah, I hear you. I experienced the same kind of thing and left my faith in disgust. It's too bad those stupid church people taught us all those lies
about Jesus and God. For example, Jesus never said he was God and never said he wanted to be worshipped. And that's only the tip of the iceberg.
However, despite that unfortunate period of my life, I have to admit it has been fun rediscovering and redefining my "religion" if you could really
call it that, and its rather liberating to realize we can be our own spiritual authority and do not need any other human being to be the be all end
all of any questions we may have. We can decide what sounds right to us. No animals in heaven? No, screw that, there are animals in heaven. It
wouldn't be heaven otherwise
There are still a lot of things I don't understand but most of that has to do with the past, and what really matters is the decisions you make in
your life right now and having a good heart and helping others and being as good as you can, and keep your eyes open for situations the require your
help, and also for situations that you should stay away from. We are not all powerful and some situations are beyond our ability. Don't be afraid,
but at the same time, don't be stupid.
I don't really think it matters if someone believes in the Bible or whatever... I think if you are a good, kind person, who tries to practice virtues
like patience and honesty, I think that's what matters... And having a simple life not cluttered with possesssions and distractions. You need to give
yourself time to think/pray/meditate or whatever to consider your path and know oneself. And time to do gods work. The widow next door needs to paint
her house in order to pass an inspection for a new mortgage and she is gonna lose her house if she can make the place look nice, but you are putting
in over 40 hours a week for that boss of yours and you like to have fun drinking, bowling, playing video games and sleeping in on your days off. You
didn't have time to make a huge difference in someone's life because you were too busy with your precious life which has its problems like anyone
else but by no means are you in danger of losing your home...
And its too bad because that lady had to move away and she was a registered nurse who couldve saved your girlfriends life when she had gotten hit by a
drunk driver in front of your house one year later while unloading groceries from the back of the SUV that your overtime hours helped pay for... Which
makes it even more tragic because if you'd turned down those extra hours your boss offered you so you could help Mrs Whitman paint her house then you
never could've afforded the SUV and you wouldve still had the Toyota Corolla when that drunk came speeding down Mulberry Lane at 6:44 pm, and your
soon to be fiance would've been well into the driveway, just out of reach of the Chevy Malibu as it swerved off the road momentarily. You were going
to propose to her that night.
So in that scenario, I supposed her nursing skills would not have been needed at all. But after the near miss, you both would have been comforted to
know that, if there WAS any injuries, there would have been a registered- no, you know what? I changed my mind. She's an emergency room surgeon...
So... anyway... yep. That's how God works.