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How exactly do you think god helps you? And why doesn’t he help other people? What makes your needs more important than, say, a starving kid in Africa?
originally posted by: hiddeninsite
a reply to: Woodcarver
I claim faith because I believe in who God is and what he can do for me. I am his daughter and he protects me and answers my prayers. He doesn't answer my prayers because I asked him to, but because I am his and he loves me. And so, sometimes it appears as if he hasn't answered my prayers but when I look at the events after my problem has been solved, I can see exactly how he helped me.
My faith is a personal relationship. In no way do I use my faith to manipulate other people or use it to make them behave in any other way than they want. They are their own free person.
originally posted by: ATruGod
My parents never told Me they loved Me hell never even told Me they liked Me. Grew up mentally and physically abused, didn't think much of Myself growing up. No Religion, wasn't born with that kind of faith.
Now I'm 50, just started a Business, based off a hobby I started 10 years ago. It was the Faith I had in My ability and self when I found something that I wasn't just good at but that I love to do.
Its never too late to find the Faith in Yourself! Faith in anything else can come later.
originally posted by: johndeere2020
I am just wondering to those who doesn't have religion nor believe in any divine being.
Do you have faith in anything at all or even just faith of a good outcome of things, akin to positive thinking?
Do you speak positive things or speak hope to a child even though facts say otherwise and truth is they have no hope?
Do you believe it makes any difference?
Quite frankly, I'm so confused about this whole "positive, faith, thing" which is very ironic because I'm a Christian who grew up in a Christian household. But one thing that probably makes my childhood different is the near lack of positive encouragement from parents especially from mom.
I've been constantly told that I'm ugly, constantly reminded of my failures and wrong decisions in life. Nagged almost everyday about it. Because my mom said it's the truth and she will not lie about it. Several people have told me how handsome I look but mom says they're lying.
Now, I'm nearing 40 years of age and still haven't accomplished anything, and jobless atm, nothing in my bank, still living with parents. I did have a college degree in engineering and used to work in a big IT company which is the huge irony and ended up where I am right now through a seemingly uncanny string of bad luck and wrong choices made.
I'm so so confused. Does faith matters? Does positive words matter? I actually blame myself for bad ending of my life. But somehow, I get this feeling this isn't all on me is why I made this thread. That words did matter and it affected me somehow. But it's probably too late, I hope not. Does words make life? Does words kill?