Hello all!
I was raised under pagan parents, so winter Solstices, pagan stories, idols and God/dessess were usual parts of my childhood. I had a very happy childhood, my dad was the most marvellous dad one could wish for. My mum was the most fun mum ever!
One memory stood out of many happy memories. Dad was fishing with me in a lake on a cloudless, sunny day. The water was sparkling and there were only one boat. It was us in the only boat. He said "The wise fish using hooks and nets, the foolish people whip at the water, in hope of fishing." I fished up a huge salmon. Dad said "This is what you get from wisdom." I smiled and said "But, the wise didn't get smiles, don't they?" Both of us laughed. It was a wonderful day.
His sense of humour, kindness, values, love and strength had sustained me through the teens and beyond.
When my wonderful dad died from an accident at his work, I was extremely saddened, I read every holy books there was to read, even the Quran. Nothing appealed to my spiritual yearning yet. I sunk into blackness, a void, I cried for days, watched TV. My mum supported me at this hard time. It was a terrible time.
Months later, after maintaining an essentially atheistic state, I just tried a prayer to Jesus, it was the sinner's prayer. Suddenly, I felt uplifted. I converted to Jesus at that moment. Moments after I accepted Him, I reread the bible. It was the story of Jesus and I couldn't be helped but being so uplifted!
The next day, I went and bought food and I hit up on cashew nuts and I've been hooked ever since. Food, mates, family, God has been my staple!
Keep your nuts in a box, eat them and praise the Lord for making them!
I was raised under pagan parents, so winter Solstices, pagan stories, idols and God/dessess were usual parts of my childhood. I had a very happy childhood, my dad was the most marvellous dad one could wish for. My mum was the most fun mum ever!
One memory stood out of many happy memories. Dad was fishing with me in a lake on a cloudless, sunny day. The water was sparkling and there were only one boat. It was us in the only boat. He said "The wise fish using hooks and nets, the foolish people whip at the water, in hope of fishing." I fished up a huge salmon. Dad said "This is what you get from wisdom." I smiled and said "But, the wise didn't get smiles, don't they?" Both of us laughed. It was a wonderful day.
His sense of humour, kindness, values, love and strength had sustained me through the teens and beyond.
When my wonderful dad died from an accident at his work, I was extremely saddened, I read every holy books there was to read, even the Quran. Nothing appealed to my spiritual yearning yet. I sunk into blackness, a void, I cried for days, watched TV. My mum supported me at this hard time. It was a terrible time.
Months later, after maintaining an essentially atheistic state, I just tried a prayer to Jesus, it was the sinner's prayer. Suddenly, I felt uplifted. I converted to Jesus at that moment. Moments after I accepted Him, I reread the bible. It was the story of Jesus and I couldn't be helped but being so uplifted!
The next day, I went and bought food and I hit up on cashew nuts and I've been hooked ever since. Food, mates, family, God has been my staple!
Keep your nuts in a box, eat them and praise the Lord for making them!
