Pre-Existence Memories

[upps64]

Well to answer what the orignal question was that started the thread is yes. I do remember such a time. It is the first memory that I can recall and is some thing I've always been able to recall since I was young. I would talk about when I was little, would shock the family a bit. Well now to the point-

What I remember, is walking and speaking, with god, I recall that it was of some importance, but the subject, I can not remember. I remember being as a child walking with him, I recall his sandals and robe, the robe stopped just short of where the ankle bone is, I also know that I was allowed to select my family.

 

[w00dy]

ive got them as well. not the good kind either, im a bit ashamed of myself tbh. i was in complete blackness and i was being very arrogant (i wouldnt go as far as to say arrgueing, but it was a defo 'im better than this' attitude). and i was like 'well if ive got to have a life then i want it at the end, not the end, but near it' (i think the idea was get as far away from mans' past as i could, ohw btw im not big on the end is nigh kinda preaching. just so you know). i know i chose not to be an american. coz like everything happens in america. ohw and i chose to have asthma as well so i wouldnt smoke (but i remember that that didnt work, edit:acutlly ive just rememberd that somebody, though i cant remember who told me it wouldnt work (i started smoking when i was 15 and gave 6 months ago) and thats kinda like when i gave up trying to dictate coz i realised that i would mess it all up). i had more later on when i was about three (shortly after my first memories) and then some when i was 14 or 15(and i was back trying to dictate how my life would run its course) then nowt till i was 23 and tbh it was like being woke up just before the nightmare started. im kind of thankful, praise the lord

 

[ivory]

Yeah, I was pretty heavy into that stuff. 'Bout to make another post along those lines.

I make it no secret that I fell for those things...the one thing I want to do more than anything is to make people aware of how easy it is to be taken advantage of, concerning these experiences and entities. Also, I believe there needs to be more public awareness in the Christian community concerning these things. I've heard it claimed that children whose parents talk to them about drugs are 50% less likely to try them. Perhaps we would have similar results if "Satan's so-called deep mysteries" were discussed as well.

I have experienced several types of "spirits." Two were demonic. One was angelic, though "evil." One, the blonde-haired fellow here, is something not human, but seems close to the Father in some way. What the other "people" in this memory were is indescribeable. There also seems to be some type of "spirit" that is not human, but more like an animal or complex of emotions/feelings. There are even "alien" spirits (those things are *not* aliens), which seems to be a type of glorified human being. I have seen much. It is mostly all bad.

This experience however, still seems genuine. I've been out of that filth for about 4 years now, reckoned from the day I threw away my last Tarot deck. For some reason, I still continue to experience ESP, empathy/mind"reading", and out-of-body experiences. I have prayed on several occasions about these things. I told our Father that just as David said, "apart from the Lord, I will have no good thing", so would I. If this "gift", as the new-agers are so fond of calling it, were from anyone but my Lord and His Spirit, I *did not* want it. It remains.

There is something I want you to understand though, and this is done best by explaining about the "reading" that a "psychic" does. As you may well know, a true psychic reading is done with a "familiar", a spirit that can see spiritual things and reports to the "medium", (the new-ager) what it sees. You then listen to your subconscious mind to "hear" these things. This is how I *tried* to see my little visions. Well, for me now, that familiar is gone, vacated by our Lord's Spirit. All these things I still experience...they all halt at the point that spirit would have been at. It's like the line was set up, and although only my end remains, I can still pick things up by it. Hope this makes sense. So I'm not still communing with that filth, but the door doesn't shut.



As I said, I knew these things as a baby. If I was cohabited and got the memory from a fallen angel, it would had to have happened before I was even a year old. Quite possible. However, my OBEs *now* back up the image of my self in THIS memory. I have changed, but some things remain the same. The blonde-haired fellow as well appears once in a great while, in my "dreams." When I was once close to immorality, he showed up to very strongly warn me not to. He called it adultery and treason against God. That was less than a year ago. What's more, I know some of the people from this experience. One is my sister; one, her first boyfriend; one an ex-girlfriend, and one, her brother. These are the same spirits in these people as were in "heaven" with that bitter man so long ago.

I'm very interested in replies to this. I'm going to try now to set up a topic on what happened to me in Arkansas that help shake me out of the occult to begin with. If you feel you can help me or talk with me about these things, please stay around.

May this all be for God's glory.
-david

I would love to stay around and hear. You have a very, very, special gift and it Comes from our Father. I would call it a blessed gift. You are right about the familar spirits. May God continue to mature your gift for His glory.

 

[Kol]

I know that there are several people who claim they also remember "heaven" and that angels helped teach them what they needed to know before they were born. This is evil. I don't know how, but it is. And I don't know why mine isn't.

Any experience you may have read or heard about...mine is different.

The city we were in-we were hiding. Other stories about people before they were born, these people are being deceived. I don't know how, tho i think I would if I were in an angelic body right now. Sadly enough, as I'm typing this, I'm in a flesh one. >_<

Strangely enough, I remember "aliens", only that's not what they were. Whatever they were, *we* were chasing them. This was what I was mainly concerned about; I remember thinking that God didn't seem to care and had other things on His mind. Now I'd take a healthy guess and say that was repentence, but Christ and resurrection was a bit beyond me at that point.

There had been several angelic kingdoms. I had been entrusted as the "father" of one of the minor ones. Not exactly a king or prince, or anything. I guess the closest thing is a "baron", a family head; the "sire". I'd messed up and got everyone killed, and somehow I'd turned myself into a horrible, horrible monster.

In the memories I have, I had defended this "land" or whatever -I don't know who against, but I remember it was *for* the "Name of God." Not "the glory of God" or anything else, it was very specific. We fought to maintain our loyalty to God and to defend "His Name." I'm not even sure what that means now. But as this being, it was very important. It's beyond me now...but as this being, I understood it.

But something happened and the next thing I know, I'm tracking down these "alien" things all by myself. They weren't the sickly gray things. They were tall, muscular, tan angelic beings.

This is where I had what I call my "knight/fountain" dream, which I'll have to get around to telling someday: it's a dream I had when I was a 9-year old. This was a dream of an angelic being-me?-deciding to follow God's advice. I still, at that point, had no faith in Jesus, if I even knew of him.

In this dream, I'd been searching for these alien things, almost as if in revenge, and no one believed me they existed, and further, no one cared because the world had been "paved over" and no one remembered what had happened.

This is rambling but I hope it's legible, if not logical.

Eventually, someone noticed what I was doing and led me to a place with tall towers which somehow shone. This has something to do with angels, not spiritual beings like what "I" was, but angels, different from man. They assigned me to something. I also met a woman from my "land" that had been destroyed. I hadn't seen her in a long time, which in these experiences, could have meant anything. I hadn't seen her since I'd messed up and ruined things. From that point on, she stayed with me.

I've met that woman here, she looked like a goofy version of the being I see in my memory.

...

I've got to think about this some more.

 

[siege]

Have you ever read the accounts of the angels and nephilim in Genesis? And maybe the further accounts of it in the Book of Enoch? If you aren't making this up...and I'm not accusing by any means, merely being cautious on my part...there are an AWFUL lot of flags being raised in your accounts that point to those stories. Nearly everything you said in this last post. I have been studying that story for years in depth. I don't really want to say WHY or HOW there are so many connections. If you really are having these memories I think it would be more fitting if you read both accounts for yourself and see if you feel any connection to it. Honestly, I don't believe these memories are your own.

 

[Kol]

Yeah, I have just about every "apocryphal" book I could find.

There are a lot of similarities. When I was a teenager, I believed what you are suggesting. Not a good way to feel. But me being born from a fallen angel? And why would those people I saw in these memories be born here as well? My kid sister, a fallen angel?! When the kid was 2, she told her pet cat that she "didn't know love could be like this."

None of the others remember these things.

There is one thing we do share in common with each other-some type of insane love. Other than that, nothing's amiss except for me.

I know what it's like to have other people's memories.

But this isn't like that. The thoughts in this memory are my own.

 

[Kol]

Okay, "other people's memories."

When I was in California, this was when I was so bad into dreaming, astral projection (leaving your body), and so on. If you've read the "Arkansas" story I posted...the tall alien-guy I saw in my mind - I dreamed about him all of the time, that he would take me places and show me things.

There are only three places that I now remember visiting. One was some kind of a library or university. One I believe to be the Lockheed-Martin place in Marietta, Ga. There were underground passages, I think. But there were hangers, and chemicals that were kept secret, and I was taught what the chemicals kept in those hangers were. I figured there would be alien bodies, but all there were, were chemicals. Somehow, this was still a big secret. The third place was the old Sony factory in Carrollton, Ga.

I worked at Dobbins, which is next to Lockheed-Martin, but never at the L/M place itself. I've never seen the university, tho it wouldn't surprise me if I eventually ran into it. I started working at Sony about a year after I left California.

There was a woman named Patsy who showed me around when I began working there. (It was just a security guard job.) The place had been shut down, we just made sure there were no fires, etc. There were maybe 70 people or so that still worked, but they all went home in the afternoon, when I'd start working.

This was a big place, a patrol took about 45 minutes to an hour; it was a 2 mile walk. At the very front of the building was the admin section. To enter admin from what had been the engineering/production offices, you had to go through the admin breakroom. There were two doors that led there, a single door and a double door, which both led into the breakroom. We entered through the single door.

As soon as I stepped into the breakroom, it hit me that I'd seen it before, though I didn't know where. I'd grown up across from Sony (actually on a nearby street), but I had never been inside. I was barely even aware of it being in the town, although it had been there since 81 or so.

What I eventually remembered was that I had been following this spirit - the one I had seen in Arkansas - into this room where the Sony workers were having a meeting. This must have taken place when I was in California, me having this experience, as well as the meeting (since it took place before they shut down in 2001). I floated forward and for a moment stay near the ceiling. A man in his 30's with black hair was showing something on a small television screen. There were workers sitting in rows of chairs in the room. I floated down and entered the body of one of the men.

The man felt me do so. He adjusted how he was sitting as if he was suddenly uncomfortable. I then watched the meeting through this man. I didn't affect what he did. I took no actions. It felt kind of like riding as a passenger; the driver's driving, I was just watching. But the way he thought somewhat changed because I was with him. I could also "feel" his thoughts. They were all open to me. The video we had to watch was on something stupid, like "sexual harrassment" or something - this was how he felt about it. I also got his opinion of the man showing the video.

When I remembered this, it all came back to me as Patsy was showing me where the TOCO chips were (has to do with the company we worked for). I later ran into the man I cohabited as well as the man who showed the video. I even found the television he'd used to show the video. I put my hand on the set. Looking back, I should have carved my initials in it. The man showing the video was Brad Pirch, who was still head of Enviromental when I got there physically and started work as a guard. The man I possessed also worked there. I about fainted the first time I saw him. What do you say to a man you've possessed?! His name was Mike and he worked in shipping.

Sony Music's number is 770.836.2000. Patsy doesn't work there, but the others should still be there.

...

The point is, I remember Mike's thoughts and never confused them with my own. They felt different. Again, it's like a car. The mirrors are different. The seat sits higher. It pulls differently. Just...the way he thought was different. If the memories I have are from one of the Grigori, then it was one whose design I was based off of. That's all I can think. But I still don't know why Amanda or Caroline, or Joseph or Derek, or (there's someone else, but I *can't* remember who!) would be here as well.

::twilight zone theme plays::

 

[Gregged]

I agree Siege.

After all I've read from you, these aren't your own thoughts. It doesn't matter if you think they're your own. Your mind and thoughts can be manipulated. Can I ask again - just remind me - how much time since coming out of the occult have you spent in the Word, in prayer, in worship... building a relationship with God? Especially as you still have occult experiences?

Your thoughts, as I said before, are from the days when the angels fell. These thoughts are not yours (imo)! Other people's memories? Those familiar spirits.

God bless

 

[Kol]

I don't know how I can put into words my relationship with God. I don't know what you want. ::

I've spent a lot of time with God. That's all I was ever really looking for.

I came out to live with my grandmother last August to get away from "the world" for a while and just build my relationship with God.

I tried to send you a paper I wrote, my grasp of what the Bible says, but it was too long to PM.

I don't know what to say. I'm close to Him.

 

[Kol]

I hope you've seen my replies to Krysstian. "Am I the Only One?" I attack my own experiences with the same vigor.

A little while after the Arkansas experience, I came back home and threw away my last Tarot deck, an "Enochian" tarot set. The next week, I bought another one at Borders. That set cost me $60. Two days later, I threw it away as well.

Soon after, I woke up out of a nightmare at night and saw "aliens" come into my room. I felt they had nothing to do with me, but my roommates. I felt two other presences. One was the blonde-haired man. He'd woken me up to let me see what was happening. The other was the Holy Spirit-it felt like it was a shield for me. It somehow lessened the fear I felt. The little gray guys looked at me and asked what was on my forehead. Another one of them replied, "he sealed. Leave him, we'll get the others." I had thought I was *really* strong in the Lord at this point. But when it happened, all I could manage to do was say, "Christ Jesus, Christ Jesus, Christ Jesus," over and over again. All I could get out was a whisper.

I say the Holy Spirit...I can't tell the difference between the Spirit and Jesus. Either way...

The "aliens" couldn't see what was going on spiritually. I felt the presence of a demon with them, but far away. I got the feeling they didn't know it was there.

So, in this first experience, Christ shielded me from what I had been involved in.

My mother's a terrible alcoholic. Over the last three years, I've taken her to every rehab that will take her, and tried to have her arrested (to "dry" her out) numerous times. She also became addicted to pills and painkillers pretty badly. When I was living near her, I went over to her house to try to sober her up. I took all her beer and all her money, so she couldn't buy more. She was afraid she was going to die because of DTs. She was a mess and sat on her bed crying for a beer, which I wouldn't give her. On her period, she'd bled all over her bed; tears and her running nose made a mess of where she'd *tried* to put mascara on. Completely addicted to the alcohol, she begged for another. How like a sinner in sin, I thought. So pathetic. This was the woman that birthed me. Because she'd been so messed up on pills, she'd hurt herself a lot. One week she broke her foot trying to pin up a "Happy Valentines" day banner in her filthy house. The next week she smashed her hand on a glass coffee table and had to go to the hospital to have stitches. Two days later she fell, hit her head and passed out. She called me, asking if there was anything she should do, she didn't remember if you could die because of concussions. This all happened because she'd suddenly become very dependent on pills and her balance was so off. Not having any money, she took off, got picked up by truckers, was beaten and raped. The sheriff's office called, saying she'd started going door to door in Jackson Beach, asking people for food. My 13 year old sister and I went to Alabama/Florida to pick her up in the hospital. She had bruises all over her. There were black, powdery marks on her face and arms-the doctors had inserted a feeding tube, and she had fought them when they tried to put it in her nose. I guess the powder was from that. Me and my sister went into the hallway, hugged each other, and cried together. The next day, my mom was sent to a mental institution.

What I learned from all this though, was that I can depend on God for my strength. If I search in my heart, I can find His presence, "reach out my hands", and *take* what is there. It's like a pillar in my heart. I can back up against it and recover my strength. God is the true strength of my heart. My present sufferings are nothing compared to the glory of God that is being revealed.

So, in this second experience, I learned to depend on God for my emotional and spiritual strength.

Sometime afterwards, I kicked my roommate out, because he wasn't paying his bill. I moved into a small duplex, where I continued to grow in Christ. During this time, I felt his unmistakeable presence in my heart. He showed me where I'd lied to myself, where I had been hurt and covered it with a lie. The Spirit healed me in all these things. It was like a road that led nowhere were re-routed to where it was meant to go. That may not make sense, but...all those things I'd looked for, I finally found in Christ Jesus.

I went to Sunday School and (tho I'm not Baptist,) a Baptist church. The preacher was good and sincere. I subscribed to "Time-Life's Bluegrass gospel" collection and started listening to gospel music. I also listened to Johnny Cash and a little Kris Kristofferson. (sp?) I found myself writing the lyrics to "Shine, Jesus Shine" at work and humming "Rock of my Salvation" while on patrol.

I read Matthew, John, all of Paul's writings, and the OT up to the prophetic lit. I found a lot of strength in Psalms. I started praying for other people a lot more often. I became friends with another Christian at work whose own focus was on fighting the image of the "powerful gangsta" in rap videos. He wanted to find a way to save kids from believing in that kind of worldism.

The guide I saw in Arkansas came into my life one more time after seeming to be gone for a long time. He tried a very strong spiritual attack on me, and if I hadn't called out to Christ, he'd have won. After that fight, I moved out to Arizona to stay with my grandmother. I sip tea, (chai and lapsang souchong), read my Bible, and work in the afternoons. In August I plan to go to a Christian college. I am going for pastoral ministries.

...

 

[heron]

I've just skimmed for now, so please forgive me... two things come to me.

The first doesn't relate to your perception of being an errant adult there, but some people who have out-of-body experiences claim to see spirits of babies in heaven who haven't headed to earth yet. They are in baby form. I think that one story was on a Jesse DuPlantis video (entertaining even if you don't agree with him).

The second -- experiences that people have had with evil spirits confirm the fact that spirits dwell in the same places we do, remember the same things we do, and are able to push thoughts into our heads. These thoughts sometimes seem like they're our own, or God's, and need to be sorted out. (The voices in my head...)

If you are seeing or hearing a story about a prior life, I think it could easily be a spirit's prior life, not your own. They are trying to catch you up in the mystique of it, make you feel important, get you to relate to them, drive you to fear and guilt, make you feel innately sinful.

You are an individual, and you are redeemed by the blood of the Lamb. God values your soul, counts the hairs on your head, and knows your frame.

 

[Kol]

The first doesn't relate to your perception of being an errant adult there, but some people who have out-of-body experiences claim to see spirits of babies in heaven who haven't headed to earth yet. They are in baby form.

Yes, there was an "age" to us. If 100 years old was the oldest you could be, I had been 60 or 70, but after I "sinned", I was cursed somehow. I was then 45-50 yo or so, if that makes sense. I felt the "babies" were all being decieved. I guess that would mean humans were being deceived.

...experiences that people have had with evil spirits confirm the fact that spirits dwell in the same places we do, remember the same things we do, and are able to push thoughts into our heads. These thoughts sometimes seem like they're our own, or God's, and need to be sorted out.

Yes, I know. I can usually tell when this happens. It doesn't happen as often as it used to. They are thoughts I have that come from somewhere else. Those thoughts have a taint to them. I've never had God speak to me when awake, though I've had the Holy Spirit 'utter' things before.

All these things are really kind of minor considering what I've since learned in Christ. Knowledge or memory isn't anything. Love and obedience to God are what I value. But still, these things remain.

 

[Annoula]

i have a friend who told me once that she has a memory of her being pushed by some elders to be born on earth.

that's the only thing i can contribute on the topic..

 

[millerrod]

From the visions i have been shown the babies in heaven are there from the results of abortion. the Gospel of Jesus Christ does not teach reiencarnation however the false teachings of many anti-christ religions do such as islam ect.

 

[heron]

Oh, that could be.

...experiences that people have had with evil spirits confirm the fact that spirits dwell in the same places we do, remember the same things we do, and are able to push thoughts into our heads. These thoughts sometimes seem like they're our own, or God's, and need to be sorted out.

Yes, I know. I can usually tell when this happens. It doesn't happen as often as it used to. They are thoughts I have that come from somewhere else. Those thoughts have a taint to them. I've never had God speak to me when awake, though I've had the Holy Spirit 'utter' things before.

All these things are really kind of minor considering what I've since learned in Christ. Knowledge or memory isn't anything. Love and obedience to God are what I value. But still, these things remain.

Have you ever felt overcome by discouragement and despair? That is a type of spiritual influence that many don't notice -- they write it off as their own laziness, lack of ambition. Too weak to fight.

Spirits know that you recognize their usual approaches, so you might be getting some new tactics thrown at you.

I know strong believers who felt demons make them feel as though they were the ones who drew in the evil, or thought certain thoughts. These spirits make a living out of lying. They have been around for as long as you're describing, with nothing better to do.

I know that sounds narrow-minded, especially when others have similar stories...

i have a friend who told me once that she has a memory of her being pushed by some elders to be born on earth.

... but look at the stories of spirits around the world, in other cultures -- think about the nature of the being. Compare that to what you know about humans... what our possibilties are.

It's one thing to think about this phenomenon with fascination and wonder about the possibilities, but where does it lead you from here? If there is a force with influence on your life, will you welcome it, ignore it, collapse under it, or resist it.

If in fact you had a prior spiritual life, where does that leave you? Is there anything you can do with your life now that would apply to the information?

 

[chucklesgalore]

I wouldn't say that many people dream of heaven specifically but rather of a "happy place" that has all the ear-marks of something heaven sent. I've had memories like that since childhood of being on a tropical island kind of place with some little girl, and we're swimming and playing together like we've been doing so all our lives. I think she represents God and the love he's had for me since before the world began.

 

[cherokeehippie]

okay, i was hesitant to post this and also been gone these past several days but here is my post. I remember a memory of when i was created--and sent down to my moms womb. i was not some angel or older being in heaven, the Lord created me and breathed me out and i was with other preconceived babies and the Lord or an angel came over each of us and it was said which of us would be saved and which would reject christ and be lost. there were also those who would die as babies, aborted, etc and would return. i remember thanking God for creating me and was shown glimpses of my life on earth. i was then sent down and thought i went thru a tunnel in space but now think it might have looked that way because of the shape of our galaxy. i heard music all the way down and then the earth and then the rooftop of the cabin in Ruidoso where my mom and dad were. right before being sent into my moms womb, an angel beside me told me that I would die(spirtually--because scriptrue says we are conceived in sin and die) but that I would come back to life when I was 13(when I was born again--recieved the Lord). i did not always reemmber this. It wasn't until sometime after my grandmother's death a few years ago when this came to me(and it happened after I heard Jesse duplantis talked about seeing preborn babies being breathed out of the LORDs mouth and sent down to their mom's wombs.(i dont follow Jesse duplantis or watch tv tbn preachers but happened that one time to see him one day) I dont know why I remember this? but I felt really hopeless and aimless after my grandmother's death and didn't know where God was taking me in life. If I was deceived, then it would really bum me out that satan would play with me when I totally avoid occult stuff, etc.

 

[Gregged]

know that there are several people who claim they also remember "heaven" and that angels helped teach them what they needed to know before they were born. This is evil. I don't know how, but it is. And I don't know why mine isn't. Any experience you may have read or heard about...mine is different.

Kol, why (here and elsewhere) do you say to people that their experiences are evil but yours is ok?

I think I just take some caution to what I've read - not just in this topic, but others on the same subject.... You had practically a whole life existence before this life. Maybe it's because of the occult activity, but maybe it's because (and you can help me here) what is the reason for this? Of what benefit is it to the listener to hear your story about your "previous life" (for want of a better term), except for it possibly being a "good story" (I'm not saying it's not true by saying that)... But where does God/Jesus get the glory in this? What hope does it give the hearer? To me, the power of your testimony comes through hearing about you being saved out of the occult and taking a new direction in your life - and I applaud you that, and your steps into Christian college that you are going to do.

I don't think you can say though that someone else's experience isn't valid, or not of God. I believe that satan has made many Christians wary of anything supernatural. If someone hears the audible voice of God, or sees angels etc, it's not always an occult thing. God had it first! Take even the word meditation. Many would consider it a very new age word. But we should meditate on the Word! Philip was translated from one place to another. But it's by their fruit that you know them. And "my sheep hear my voice". But it's all for God's glory.

If you can help me see where God gets the glory from your story - even if it just a personal hope or something else good that comes from it, then it would help me see where you're coming from!




CherokeeHippie.... firstly, I'm glad you're doing ok. Next, the Jesse Duplantis bit... I remember seeing his series on heaven... in fact I have the book. He had this in his hotel room and afterwards he had a meeting at a church. He said that when he went to that meeting, everyone was turning their heads to look at him because it was like he was showing some of God's radiance (I don't remember the exact words he used) after his visit to Heaven... and I'm sure that there would be witnesses to that.

The difference with Kol's story (as far as I can see at the moment) is that this one does give glory to God, and a hope for now and the future. Here is the extract from the book relating to what you are talking about :

I saw new lives of little babies singing and flying around
God's throne. It seemed to me that babies just came
out of the breath of God. they looked like they were
wearing nightgowns. They flew into the presence of Jehovah.​

I realised they were new souls who came from the
thoughts of God. God thinks kids. Now I know why those
newborn babies are so precious. Babies are gifts given
to us directly from the Throne of God.​

I heard them saying to God, "Can I be a spirit? Would
you send me to the earth so I can be a spirit? I want to
be a redeemed person. Can I be a spirit?" And while I
watched, I heard that mighty sound of God's power
"Whooosh! I saw these babies leave the Throne by the
power of God."​

With your own memories, didn't they give you hope too? To me it sounds so, and not so extra-Biblical either - though it depends on your view on some theology which has been debated for many many years for example pre-destination etc. To me, there is a lot of difference between your story, and having a long existence beforehand and in the hope that your story brings - especially to you, knowing that you are chosen.





Anyway, my bottom line is that I have theories myself about pre-life, life and post-life! But they are just theories. I have to just hold on to what I read in the Bible.... because that's what (I believe, and can be a whole other debate) we've been given to live this life by. I have to use that to give hope to others and because that alone is the power for the salvation of everyone who believes (Romans 1:16)

God bless



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[chucklesgalore]

I don't mean to point this at you Greg, but I keep reading things at this site that seem to equate the term occult with something evil. "Occult" does not mean, nor equate with--evil. It simply means hidden information. God himself, according to some biblical texts, gives out occult info from time to time. You'll find several instances where he tells someone to write something on a scroll and then to seal it, and put it away. That's occult information. God may very well give someone else a bit of useful information that would either be harmful for me to know or that is simply none of my business--that's occult knowledge. I expect God has lots of secrets he doesn't share with me. I'm on a need to know basis. The Angels (both good and bad) probably know all sort of things about the way the world works, about the future or about the deep past, that I simply am not allowed to know about. That's all occult knowledge.

The problems come about when people have a strong desire to know every little piece of information they can get their hands on about spiritual matters instead of feeding the poor, clothing the naked etc. Even Evelyn Underhill said later in life that she regretted having ever written "The Mystic Way" because she saw, like George MacDonald before her, that the real way, the only way, to spiritual gifts and friendship with God is through work. Praying for hours on end, trying to meditate your way into an OBE state and so forth, doing everything in our power to learn all there is to know, is the surest way of learning nothing. But, sweep a room, pay a debt, make an apology, do the will of God as he puts it in you (and you don't need to go to the bible to find out what that is--it's already on your heart) and all you need to know will come unsought (badly paraphrasing MacDonald).

 

[millerrod]

The word occult is not in the Bible. satan likes to blur the line between between good and evil. It would seem to be very wise not to help him by helping him blur that line. Occult does have to do with evil. i have heard those who practice witchcraft say they dont worship satan its a good witchcraft. Thats like shooting a pop bottle rocket out of your ear and saying it didnt hurt. its a lie. Occult is used by most in an evil sense, i am old and i have never heard it used in any other sense other than refering it to evil. we as deciples of Jesus Christ are to set a clear line between good and whats of God and evil what is of satan. satn does not need our help to blur that line.