Conviction or condemnation?

Beautyinsteadofashes said:

I wasn’t sure exactly where to post this. Admins, please move if it doesn’t belong here.

It’s been months, but one evening I was eating dinner. I was having steak. When I got down to two bites left I dropped my fork as this immense wave of sorrow hit me. I suddenly felt so very awful for sitting there eating sirloin while other people were literally starving. The feeling didn’t last very long but when it ended it was like “what just happened to me?” I’d never experienced something like that before.
Along with that experience were some others that were scattered. All pertaining to food. One evening I was cooking chilli and I was opening a can of corn to put it. When I poured the can it was as though I could audibly hear the sound of corn husks being shucked and the thought hit me that someone grew that corn so that I could have it. Someone put in a lot of tone and hard work so that I could have the freedom of merely opening a can. It was as though someone whispered that to me even though I heard no words. Similarly to that, I saw a plant outside one day and could hear the sound of a shovel digging into dirt. The thought came to me of how we as people have so much we can plant and grow for food as well as merely for enjoyment.
There are other experiences but I can’t recall. But all pertaining to food and/or growing things. They were scattered, even months apart but all started after the time I was eating steak and felt that terrible sorrow.
I think perhaps it is all God’s conviction for me to be less selfish, gluttonous, etc. But I know the enemy can be deceiving. He may have wanted me to feel guilty when I wasn’t even doing anything wrong.

Thoughts? Conviction or condemnation?

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Beautyinsteadofashes said:

I wasn’t sure exactly where to post this. Admins, please move if it doesn’t belong here.

It’s been months, but one evening I was eating dinner. I was having steak. When I got down to two bites left I dropped my fork as this immense wave of sorrow hit me. I suddenly felt so very awful for sitting there eating sirloin while other people were literally starving. The feeling didn’t last very long but when it ended it was like “what just happened to me?” I’d never experienced something like that before.
Along with that experience were some others that were scattered. All pertaining to food. One evening I was cooking chilli and I was opening a can of corn to put it. When I poured the can it was as though I could audibly hear the sound of corn husks being shucked and the thought hit me that someone grew that corn so that I could have it. Someone put in a lot of tone and hard work so that I could have the freedom of merely opening a can. It was as though someone whispered that to me even though I heard no words. Similarly to that, I saw a plant outside one day and could hear the sound of a shovel digging into dirt. The thought came to me of how we as people have so much we can plant and grow for food as well as merely for enjoyment.
There are other experiences but I can’t recall. But all pertaining to food and/or growing things. They were scattered, even months apart but all started after the time I was eating steak and felt that terrible sorrow.
I think perhaps it is all God’s conviction for me to be less selfish, gluttonous, etc. But I know the enemy can be deceiving. He may have wanted me to feel guilty when I wasn’t even doing anything wrong.

Thoughts? Conviction or condemnation?

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Beautyinsteadofashes said:

I wasn’t sure exactly where to post this. Admins, please move if it doesn’t belong here.

It’s been months, but one evening I was eating dinner. I was having steak. When I got down to two bites left I dropped my fork as this immense wave of sorrow hit me. I suddenly felt so very awful for sitting there eating sirloin while other people were literally starving. The feeling didn’t last very long but when it ended it was like “what just happened to me?” I’d never experienced something like that before.
Along with that experience were some others that were scattered. All pertaining to food. One evening I was cooking chilli and I was opening a can of corn to put it. When I poured the can it was as though I could audibly hear the sound of corn husks being shucked and the thought hit me that someone grew that corn so that I could have it. Someone put in a lot of tone and hard work so that I could have the freedom of merely opening a can. It was as though someone whispered that to me even though I heard no words. Similarly to that, I saw a plant outside one day and could hear the sound of a shovel digging into dirt. The thought came to me of how we as people have so much we can plant and grow for food as well as merely for enjoyment.
There are other experiences but I can’t recall. But all pertaining to food and/or growing things. They were scattered, even months apart but all started after the time I was eating steak and felt that terrible sorrow.
I think perhaps it is all God’s conviction for me to be less selfish, gluttonous, etc. But I know the enemy can be deceiving. He may have wanted me to feel guilty when I wasn’t even doing anything wrong.

Thoughts? Conviction or condemnation?

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Beautyinsteadofashes said:

I wasn’t sure exactly where to post this. Admins, please move if it doesn’t belong here.

It’s been months, but one evening I was eating dinner. I was having steak. When I got down to two bites left I dropped my fork as this immense wave of sorrow hit me. I suddenly felt so very awful for sitting there eating sirloin while other people were literally starving. The feeling didn’t last very long but when it ended it was like “what just happened to me?” I’d never experienced something like that before.
Along with that experience were some others that were scattered. All pertaining to food. One evening I was cooking chilli and I was opening a can of corn to put it. When I poured the can it was as though I could audibly hear the sound of corn husks being shucked and the thought hit me that someone grew that corn so that I could have it. Someone put in a lot of tone and hard work so that I could have the freedom of merely opening a can. It was as though someone whispered that to me even though I heard no words. Similarly to that, I saw a plant outside one day and could hear the sound of a shovel digging into dirt. The thought came to me of how we as people have so much we can plant and grow for food as well as merely for enjoyment.
There are other experiences but I can’t recall. But all pertaining to food and/or growing things. They were scattered, even months apart but all started after the time I was eating steak and felt that terrible sorrow.
I think perhaps it is all God’s conviction for me to be less selfish, gluttonous, etc. But I know the enemy can be deceiving. He may have wanted me to feel guilty when I wasn’t even doing anything wrong.

Thoughts? Conviction or condemnation?

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Beautyinsteadofashes said:

I wasn’t sure exactly where to post this. Admins, please move if it doesn’t belong here.

It’s been months, but one evening I was eating dinner. I was having steak. When I got down to two bites left I dropped my fork as this immense wave of sorrow hit me. I suddenly felt so very awful for sitting there eating sirloin while other people were literally starving. The feeling didn’t last very long but when it ended it was like “what just happened to me?” I’d never experienced something like that before.
Along with that experience were some others that were scattered. All pertaining to food. One evening I was cooking chilli and I was opening a can of corn to put it. When I poured the can it was as though I could audibly hear the sound of corn husks being shucked and the thought hit me that someone grew that corn so that I could have it. Someone put in a lot of tone and hard work so that I could have the freedom of merely opening a can. It was as though someone whispered that to me even though I heard no words. Similarly to that, I saw a plant outside one day and could hear the sound of a shovel digging into dirt. The thought came to me of how we as people have so much we can plant and grow for food as well as merely for enjoyment.
There are other experiences but I can’t recall. But all pertaining to food and/or growing things. They were scattered, even months apart but all started after the time I was eating steak and felt that terrible sorrow.
I think perhaps it is all God’s conviction for me to be less selfish, gluttonous, etc. But I know the enemy can be deceiving. He may have wanted me to feel guilty when I wasn’t even doing anything wrong.

Thoughts? Conviction or condemnation?

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Beautyinsteadofashes said:

Conviction or condemnation?

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Beautyinsteadofashes said:

I wasn’t sure exactly where to post this. Admins, please move if it doesn’t belong here.

It’s been months, but one evening I was eating dinner. I was having steak. When I got down to two bites left I dropped my fork as this immense wave of sorrow hit me. I suddenly felt so very awful for sitting there eating sirloin while other people were literally starving. The feeling didn’t last very long but when it ended it was like “what just happened to me?” I’d never experienced something like that before.
Along with that experience were some others that were scattered. All pertaining to food. One evening I was cooking chilli and I was opening a can of corn to put it. When I poured the can it was as though I could audibly hear the sound of corn husks being shucked and the thought hit me that someone grew that corn so that I could have it. Someone put in a lot of tone and hard work so that I could have the freedom of merely opening a can. It was as though someone whispered that to me even though I heard no words. Similarly to that, I saw a plant outside one day and could hear the sound of a shovel digging into dirt. The thought came to me of how we as people have so much we can plant and grow for food as well as merely for enjoyment.
There are other experiences but I can’t recall. But all pertaining to food and/or growing things. They were scattered, even months apart but all started after the time I was eating steak and felt that terrible sorrow.
I think perhaps it is all God’s conviction for me to be less selfish, gluttonous, etc. But I know the enemy can be deceiving. He may have wanted me to feel guilty when I wasn’t even doing anything wrong.

Thoughts? Conviction or condemnation?

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Beautyinsteadofashes said:

I wasn’t sure exactly where to post this. Admins, please move if it doesn’t belong here.

It’s been months, but one evening I was eating dinner. I was having steak. When I got down to two bites left I dropped my fork as this immense wave of sorrow hit me. I suddenly felt so very awful for sitting there eating sirloin while other people were literally starving. The feeling didn’t last very long but when it ended it was like “what just happened to me?” I’d never experienced something like that before.
Along with that experience were some others that were scattered. All pertaining to food. One evening I was cooking chilli and I was opening a can of corn to put it. When I poured the can it was as though I could audibly hear the sound of corn husks being shucked and the thought hit me that someone grew that corn so that I could have it. Someone put in a lot of tone and hard work so that I could have the freedom of merely opening a can. It was as though someone whispered that to me even though I heard no words. Similarly to that, I saw a plant outside one day and could hear the sound of a shovel digging into dirt. The thought came to me of how we as people have so much we can plant and grow for food as well as merely for enjoyment.
There are other experiences but I can’t recall. But all pertaining to food and/or growing things. They were scattered, even months apart but all started after the time I was eating steak and felt that terrible sorrow.
I think perhaps it is all God’s conviction for me to be less selfish, gluttonous, etc. But I know the enemy can be deceiving. He may have wanted me to feel guilty when I wasn’t even doing anything wrong.

Thoughts? Conviction or condemnation?

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Interesting that you should say OCD. What makes it sound like OCD? It is possible I could have a mild form since my father does.

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Beautyinsteadofashes said:

Interesting that you should say OCD. What makes it sound like OCD? It is possible I could have a mild form since my father does.

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Beautyinsteadofashes said:

I wasn’t sure exactly where to post this. Admins, please move if it doesn’t belong here.

It’s been months, but one evening I was eating dinner. I was having steak. When I got down to two bites left I dropped my fork as this immense wave of sorrow hit me. I suddenly felt so very awful for sitting there eating sirloin while other people were literally starving. The feeling didn’t last very long but when it ended it was like “what just happened to me?” I’d never experienced something like that before.
Along with that experience were some others that were scattered. All pertaining to food. One evening I was cooking chilli and I was opening a can of corn to put it. When I poured the can it was as though I could audibly hear the sound of corn husks being shucked and the thought hit me that someone grew that corn so that I could have it. Someone put in a lot of tone and hard work so that I could have the freedom of merely opening a can. It was as though someone whispered that to me even though I heard no words. Similarly to that, I saw a plant outside one day and could hear the sound of a shovel digging into dirt. The thought came to me of how we as people have so much we can plant and grow for food as well as merely for enjoyment.
There are other experiences but I can’t recall. But all pertaining to food and/or growing things. They were scattered, even months apart but all started after the time I was eating steak and felt that terrible sorrow.
I think perhaps it is all God’s conviction for me to be less selfish, gluttonous, etc. But I know the enemy can be deceiving. He may have wanted me to feel guilty when I wasn’t even doing anything wrong.

Thoughts? Conviction or condemnation?

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