Really? Trinity?

[TheBarrd]

Oh my. Is that the 'best you got'? Surely you can do better? The ONLY negative thing you see in my words is PRIDE? Be HONEST now........???

And you don't see PRIDE as the inspiration for your offering? It is YOUR pride that has made it possible for you to continue your personal attacks. And THAT IS 'false pride'. For when you make an effort to DO that which you KNOW is unseemly, and then DO IT ANYWAY, that is not only 'false pride' but vanity caused by a 'stiff neck' as well.

You don't LIKE men 'speaking to you' very much do you? Tired of the perception that men are ALWAYS trying to 'put you in your place'? I'm truly sorry. I'm not a woman so I can ONLY guess at how that must FEEL. But I DO know what it feels like when a woman tries to usurp the authority of a MAN.

You have chosen to confuse AUTHORITY with PRIDE. And I guess you THINK that you can use God's Word to alter the TRUTH?That is a sign of utter confusion.


So long as what I offer is the TRUTH, it is NOT a matter of PRIDE. Certainly not FALSE pride which is what the scripture is TRULY speaking of. I am PROUD to KNOW God and PROUD to know His Son. And proud to be a fool in defending them BOTH. I can assure you, it is not the 'false pride' being referred to in the scripture you posted.


I once read a bumper sticker that went something like this:


"I refuse to join an unarmed man in a battle of wits". Oft times I wonder if that isn't the proper course of action. But first, you are NOT a 'man', and second you are obviously the one that desires this 'battle' for you continue your attempts to wage it.



The Bible tells us that if we try to offer the TRUTH to others and they refuse to listen, we should wipe our feet at the door and be on our way. While this is certainly the WISE approach in many instances, I am NOT in YOUR house. I'm in mine. And so long as you wish to make an effort to PROVE yourself to others, I'm more than willing to lend you a helping hand.


Allow me to ask you this: in order to love you, am I suppose to only say that which makes YOU happy? Only say that which you WISH to hear? And if you STUMBLE over the TRUTH, does that make ME the CAUSE of your stumbling simply by offering it? I AM my brother's keeper. But does that mean I MUST be an enabler?


Or, through the very love we are instructed to share, should I INSIST upon the TRUTH whether you LIKE it or NOT? You tell me.



Blessings,

MEC

Are you serious?
You honestly think you have some kind of authority over me?
You don't even know me!

You see an attack in my verses? I wonder why? They are verses from the Bible. You can do the same thing I did.

You can INSIST on anything you like...that and a quarter still won't get you a decent cup of coffee...

 

[TheBarrd]

Here is another verse for you:

Rom 16:7 Salute Andronicus and Junia, my kinsmen, and my fellowprisoners, who are of note among the apostles, who also were in Christ before me.

You do know that Junia is a girl's name, right? Here is Paul, naming a woman as a fellowprisoner, and an apostle.
Yep, a female apostle...imagine that.
And did you notice? The lady is, according to Paul "of note among the apostles".

So much for your "authority".

 

[2ducklow]

Not trying to be 'silly', but does ANYONE have a CLUE as to what this person is talking about? If so, do me a favor and explain it to ME, SLOWLY. For I am completely LOST.

I read some of it, I think she's referring to me.

If she has revealed ANYTHING it is a need for 'something'. I don't know that I have what she NEEDS. I'm not an exorcist nor am I a physician. Just a simple man with simple understanding.

Let's start with WHO is the 'boy' to whom "American" is a FORTH language? Somehow I missed that.

I think it's cause I sometimes spell words the way they are pronounced, like 'dunno" for I don't know. Pretty sure she's referring to me.

And this line:

I would like permitions from all of you to now, take those conversations back to where I think they should be with them.

What in the WORLD does this MEAN? Am I the ONLY one confused here?

Maybe she meant permissions and not permitions? and maybe she meant "know" by 'now"????

I will offer this: If that post doesn't SHOW those with EYES to SEE where this person is coming from, I don't know what I could offer that could possibly change your perception.

If, "I am who I say I am" really means anything concerning this post, I am REALLY confused as to WHO you are. I thought for a moment that I had a pretty good idea, but now you have confused me beyond confusion.

But I will say this: I have confronted DEMONS before. And when they are PUSHED for their NAME, they will often react like malfunctioning computers in Sci Fi movies. They start rambling and offering incoherent statements that have absolutely NOTHING to do with what's going on. And I have actually WITNESSED demons QUIT. Relinquish control over their host. And you can actually SEE IT. It's like one minute the demon is aggressive and over confident and then.....BAM, a look of confusion comes over the host and often they don't even REMEMBER the conversation. It's like, "POOF, what happened? What were we talking about?" And when attempt is made to explain it to them they either ACT like they don't remember or truly DON'T.

While I haven't agreed with practically ANYTHING this person has offered in previous posts, at least some of what was stated MADE SENSE. But this last bit of rambling.....................Oh my. Like I said, if anyone else 'gets it', please explain it to me, you know, like SLOOOOWLY. I am a SIMPLE man.

Blessings,

MEC

Claiming to speak for an archangel when one isn't speaking for an archangel isn't a wise thing to do. I think an archangel is responsible for the downward spiral you're seeing.

what I'm seeing in this thread is a general inability to correctly perceive and represent correctly what you and I are saying. Too much emotion is getting in the way.

 

[TheBarrd]

And there is a perfect example of why I reject male authority.

 

[TheBarrd]

Nothing to say, Magician? No witty repartee?
It's okay...even I have lost my voice once or twice. It comes from putting one's foot in one's mouth too often.
I understand...

 

[katerinah1947]

Hi,
So my intelligence is off the charts some of the time. It is so high some of the time, that the best of the best with Ph.D's occasionally are awed, yet that is of no importance to me.
Yet, with more than super high intellingence, I am amazed at the unexpected places I see my kind of intelligence. I see it everywhere, but where logically I would expect it to exist, and that is in academia, and research, yet that is totally where I would expect to exist and never with carpenters, or store clerks, and that is not how it is.
I find brilliance in lots of places, yes in store clerks, yes in mechanics, yes is in a slang phrase ditch diggers, while simultaniouslly findind some reall intellectually challenged indivivuals, but who only have fast learning, or an excpetionallhy good memory. Real Intelligence requires Wisdom and that only comes from God.
The Apostle Peter seemed to be of no great intelligence, yet God still thought him to be amazing. Amazing enough to be an Apostle. Paul was brilliant, and yet he also was a very useful Apostle to God.
Is it wrong, to think you need to be brilliant? I say it is. How can it be? Are we all brilliant in God's World? Are we all 200 pound athletic hulks, whose hair even grow other hairs out of it? And look at diversity. Is every (sorry! wonderful hulk), large male only strong and none are ever brilliant or talented. NO. Is every woman dainty, and certainly no warrior, certainly can lead no companies, certainly could not be Joan of Ark, and since that certainly so to some, she never existed to some, as that just can't be real.................................to them.
Mr. "Huh?", When faced with that article for Ron4shua,,, said "Huh?". He said in print, he did not understand, and that is okay. It is still possible, he does not have the intellectual capacity to understand, yet is so brilliant in other areas of life, that he is not aware of that limitation here, in this area of life. I have seen exaclty that scenario in others. One of the brightes guys I know of, he leads a research lab on wave energy of all things, cannot understand some very simple things. I get into trouble all of the time, with that, but I have learned to enjoy that. The brain, who can't do simple things. I do though, I do though, not like being deficient in any area of life, but it is my fate, and it is the way God made me. Yet, intellectually, I am not deficient in the least, neither if ron4shua, neither is TheBaard, if I spelled that correctly, I was told that this man's problems is he is not capable, I was not told he is anything else.
Using insults is a sign of something. False accusations, hopefully out of ignorance is a sign of something.
If I told you or Ron4shua, that I had seen God in any form, would you immediately and forver tell me I am evil or in touch with evil (Yes I know they told Jesus that he did things using evil in his time), or would you hear me out, waiting until I made it clear to you, that I was wrong? Which would you do, and yes that is rhetorical, as I already know how you both would respond. It would be this: Really? Tell me about it. Really? Are you willing to tell me about your experiences, or is that off limits?
That both of you is how you would respond. Everyone wants more information, who has lots of information. It hurts others, I am beginning to believe and think. I hope not, but it may be so.
LOVE and love,
...Katerina.

 

[katerinah1947]

Hi,
So my intelligence is off the charts some of the time. It is so high some of the time, that the best of the best with Ph.D's occasionally are awed, yet that is of no importance to me.
Yet, with more than super high intellingence, I am amazed at the unexpected places I see my kind of intelligence. I see it everywhere, but where logically I would expect it to exist, and that is in academia, and research, yet that is totally where I would expect to exist and never with carpenters, or store clerks, and that is not how it is.
I find brilliance in lots of places, yes in store clerks, yes in mechanics, yes is in a slang phrase ditch diggers, while simultaniouslly findind some reall intellectually challenged indivivuals, but who only have fast learning, or an excpetionallhy good memory. Real Intelligence requires Wisdom and that only comes from God.
The Apostle Peter seemed to be of no great intelligence, yet God still thought him to be amazing. Amazing enough to be an Apostle. Paul was brilliant, and yet he also was a very useful Apostle to God.
Is it wrong, to think you need to be brilliant? I say it is. How can it be? Are we all brilliant in God's World? Are we all 200 pound athletic hulks, whose hair even grow other hairs out of it? And look at diversity. Is every (sorry! wonderful hulk), large male only strong and none are ever brilliant or talented. NO. Is every woman dainty, and certainly no warrior, certainly can lead no companies, certainly could not be Joan of Ark, and since that certainly so to some, she never existed to some, as that just can't be real.................................to them.
Mr. "Huh?", When faced with that article for Ron4shua,,, said "Huh?". He said in print, he did not understand, and that is okay. It is still possible, he does not have the intellectual capacity to understand, yet is so brilliant in other areas of life, that he is not aware of that limitation here, in this area of life. I have seen exaclty that scenario in others. One of the brightes guys I know of, he leads a research lab on wave energy of all things, cannot understand some very simple things. I get into trouble all of the time, with that, but I have learned to enjoy that. The brain, who can't do simple things. I do though, I do though, not like being deficient in any area of life, but it is my fate, and it is the way God made me. Yet, intellectually, I am not deficient in the least, neither if ron4shua, neither is TheBaard, if I spelled that correctly, I was told that this man's problems is he is not capable, I was not told he is anything else.
Using insults is a sign of something. False accusations, hopefully out of ignorance is a sign of something.
If I told you or Ron4shua, that I had seen God in any form, would you immediately and forver tell me I am evil or in touch with evil (Yes I know they told Jesus that he did things using evil in his time), or would you hear me out, waiting until I made it clear to you, that I was wrong? Which would you do, and yes that is rhetorical, as I already know how you both would respond. It would be this: Really? Tell me about it. Really? Are you willing to tell me about your experiences, or is that off limits?
That both of you is how you would respond. Everyone wants more information, who has lots of information. It hurts others, I am beginning to believe and think. I hope not, but it may be so.
LOVE and love,
...Katerina.

Sorry, I am not retyping this. I am just overly tired,and the above was written in scientific style etc. etc. etc

 

[Imagican]

"And Thomas answered and said unto him [JESUS], My Lord and MY GOD."--John 20:28"For unto us A CHILD IS BORN, unto us a son is given: and the government shall be upon his shoulder: and his name shall be called Wonderful, Counselor, THE MIGHTY GOD, THE EVERLASTING FATHER, The Prince of Peace."--Isaiah 9:6 -"In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and THE WORD WAS GOD. The same was in the beginning with God. All things were made by him; and without him was not any thing made that was made. In him was life; and the life was the light of men. And THE WORD WAS MADE FLESH, AND DWELT AMONG US, (and we beheld his glory, the glory as of the only begotten of the Father,) full of grace and truth."--John 1:1-4, 14 "Philip saith unto him, 'Lord, shew us the Father, and it sufficeth us.' Jesus saith unto him, 'Have I been so long time with you, and yet hast thou not known me Philip? HE THAT HATH SEEN ME HATH SEEN THE FATHER; and how sayest thou then, 'Shew us the Father?''"-- John 14:8-9 ...CHRIST, who is the IMAGE OF GOD..."--II Corinthians 4:4 "...glory of GOD in the FACE OF JESUS CHRIST."--II Corinthians 4:6 "GOD...hath in these last days spoken unto us by his SON...who being the brightness of his glory, and the EXPRESS IMAGE OF HIS PERSON..."--Hebrews 1:1-3 Colossians 1:13 Who hath delivered us from the power of darkness, and hath translated us into the kingdom of his dear Son: 1:14 In whom we have redemption through his blood, even the forgiveness of sins: 1:15 WHO IS THE IMAGE OF THE INVISIBLE GOD, the firstborn* of every creature: 1:16 For by him were all things created, that are in heaven, and that are in earth, visible and invisible, whether they be thrones, or dominions, or principalities, or powers: all things were created by him, and for him: 1:17 And he is before all things, and by him all things consist. 1:18 And he is the head of the body, the church: who is the beginning, the firstborn from the dead; that in all things he might have the preeminence. 1:19 For it pleased the Father that in him should all fulness dwell; *firstborn: pre-eminence in rank more than to priority in time. This can be shown in passages where the term 'firstborn' is used of the pre-eminent son who was not the eldest, e.g. Psalm 89:27, where David is called 'firstborn' although he was actually the youngest son. "For in [Jesus] dwelleth all the fulness of the Godhead bodily." -- Colossians 2:9 ..they shall call his name EMMANUEL, which being interpreted is, GOD WITH US."--Matthew 1:23 "The voice of him [John the Baptist] that crieth in the wilderness, PREPARE ye the way of the LORD, make straight in the desert a highway FOR OUR GOD." -- Isaiah 40:3 THESE PEOPLE DID NOT UNDERSTAND THAT JESUS WAS GOD AND THOUGHT HE BLASPHEMED WHEN HE TOLD THE TRUTH."The Jews answered [Jesus], saying, For a good work we stone thee not; but for blasphemy; and because that thou, being a man, makest thyself God."

Ok.

So you offered ALL of this in an attempt to MAKE Jesus God Himself. You offer quotes from Christ Himself. Yet you offered not ONE single quote of Christ CALLING HIMSELF God. Not ONE.

But I did notice that you did interject your OWN misunderstanding in bold. The Bible does NOT explain what YOU have chosen to offer. What the Bible explains is that Jesus was FALSELY ACCUSED of MAKING HIMSELF God. Big difference. You say that the people DIDN'T understand that He Was God, but the Bible STATES that they FALSELY accused Him of MAKING Himself God. If you believe DIFFERENTLY, then SHOW us the scripture where Christ MADE HIMSELF God. Christ OPENLY admitted His identity. He OPENLY stated OVER and over again that He was/IS the Son of the Living God. That God was/is His Father. And He OPENLY stated that the Father is GREATER than the Son. That He was SENT by God, His Father. It was the MISCONCEPTION of those that DOUBTED Him that lead them to FALSELY accuse Him of MAKING HIMSELF GOD.

But if YOU believe that the false accusation made against Him was TRUE, then I suppose that when these SAME people accused Him of being the Son of the Devil, you believe that TOO?

And I already explained the misinterpretation of the words Thomas offered. Thomas DOUBTED that Jesus was who He said He was. And by doubting the SON, Thomas was doubting the Father: God who sent The Son. So when Thomas realized his error, he addressed BOTH that he felt he had offended. He addressed them BOTH. Not both as the SAME. His words:

"My Lord AND my God". Not, "My Lord that IS my God". It is ONLY through a misinterpretation of Jesus BEING God that one makes this error. In other words, what you WANT to hear is: "You ARE my Lord AND my God". But what Thomas is TRULY offering is an acknowledgment TO both as in, "My Lord, (Jesus), and my God, (The Father). He was addressing BOTH that he realized he had offended. He wasn't acknowledging Christ AS God, he was acknowledging both Christ AND God. For it was OBVIOUSLY an offense to BOTH when he doubted the SON.

Christ IS the 'image' of the INVISIBLE God. But you act like you don't even understand the words offered. INVISIBLE God. That MEANS that God is INVISIBLE. So the words are offering that Christ is THE REFLECTION of His Father who sent Him.

And it is the SAME when they asked to SEE God. Since no one CAN see God and LIVE, the closest that one can come is to what Christ REVEALED of God. When they WATCHED Jesus DO the things that He did and KNEW it was 'of God', they had in essence come as CLOSE to SEEING God as man CAN and LIVE. See, you chose to IGNORE the scripture that STATES that NO man can SEE God and LIVE. And you chose to ignore the scripture that STATES that NO ONE has EVER seen God. Remember, the TRUTH is contained within the WORD of God, not in words taken by themselves. It is through the TOTALITY of God's Word that we find TRUTH. Not in INDIVIDUAL lines that have NOT been compared to ALL others.

I would go through each of these individually but it is MY belief that you offered the overwhelming amount that you did just to make it difficult for someone to address each one without spending an hour or so posting what you aren't going to listen to to begin with. Suffice is to offer this: If you can show ONE LINE of scripture where Jesus CLAIMS to be GOD Himself, I'll recant every word I have offered concerning 'trinity'.

But bits and pieces of scripture taken OUT of context has little bearing on the TRUTH. Show me where Peter, Paul or Christ Himself stated that Jesus Christ is GOD.

And if it existed there would be NO argument from me or anyone else on the matter. The problem being the TRUTH. "Trinity", the IDEA that Father, Son and Spirit are THREE persons in ONE God is utterly 'man made'. It was FABRICATED, not REVEALED. For if God had WANTED men to KNOW His Son was GOD, He would have SAID so without men having to GUESS such an identity. "This is my beloved Son in whom I am well pleased". WHO uttered these words?

"My God, my God, why hath thou forsaken me?" Who was Christ SPEAKING to? Hmmmmmmmmm........let's SEE. That's a TOUGH one. Who was Christ speaking to when He uttered, "My God, my God, why hath thou forsaken me?"

And if Christ were God, why did Paul open each epistle with from GOD our Father and CHRIST His Son?

Ephesians 1

Paul, an apostle of Jesus Christ by the will of God, to the saints which are at Ephesus, and to the faithful in Christ Jesus: Grace be to you, and peace, from God our Father, and from the Lord Jesus Christ. Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, who hath blessed us with all spiritual blessings in heavenly places in Christ

See, I simply haven't allowed a couple of individual lines of scripture and MEN desirous of making merchandise of me, to cloud my understanding in DARKNESS. A darkness that it's creators openly ADMIT 'clouds' the doctrine of 'trinity'.

New Advent. The Catholic Encyclopedia:

The trinity as a mystery

The Vatican Council has explained the meaning to be attributed to the term mystery in theology. It lays down that a mystery is a truth which we are not merely incapable of discovering apart from Divine Revelation, but which, even when revealed, remains "hidden by the veil of faith and enveloped, so to speak, by a kind of darkness" (Constitution, "De fide. cath.", iv). In other words, our understanding of it remains only partial, even after we have accepted it as part of the Divine message. Through analogies and types we can form a representative concept expressive of what is revealed, but we cannot attain that fuller knowledge which supposes that the various elements of the concept are clearly grasped and their reciprocal compatibility manifest. As regards the vindication of a mystery, the office of the natural reason is solely to show that it contains no intrinsic impossibility, that any objection urged against it on Reason. "Expressions such as these are undoubtedly the score that it violates the laws of thought is invalid. More than this it cannot do.



These words STRAIGHT from the Catholic Church: those that CREATED the 'doctrine'. Read it YOURSELF.


Blessings,

MEC

 

[Albion]

Ok.

So you offered ALL of this in an attempt to MAKE Jesus God Himself. You offer quotes from Christ Himself. Yet you offered not ONE single quote of Christ CALLING HIMSELF God. Not ONE.

No, Jesus never is recorded as saying "I am God." But the times he said that in other words brought him accusations of blasphemy and threats of stoning from the Jewish religious leaders. I have a hunch they were in position to recognize the meaning of something that a guy on the internet 2000 years later may not be able to.

 

[TheBarrd]

Katerina, you know I am interested in hearing your experience with God.

You are beautiful, and much beloved in Heaven.

 

[TheBarrd]

Actually, what I posted was a file that someone else sent to me.

Oh, and just so you know, Magician....it was a guy.

 

[TheBarrd]

No, Jesus never is recorded as saying "I am God." But the times he said that in other words brought him accusations of blasphemy and threats of stoning from the Jewish religious leaders. I have a hunch they were in position to recognize the meaning of something that a guy on the internet 2000 years later may not be able to.

I'm not the only one here that recognized Christ as God in the flesh. I am pleased to meet you, Albion.

And look, Magician...he's a man!

 

[2ducklow]

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[katerinah1947]

Katerina, you know I am interested in hearing your experience with God.

You are beautiful, and much beloved in Heaven.

Hi,
In short, how would you like that? Here or there? I checked my bio and it is right on, so I can be open about me and God here. ~Sorry, I am switching to thinking about God and feeling about God,and I put these marks around all things, since I have seen God, because of the nature of the way God communicated with me. Thus typically I communicate in mystical language.~
I will forgo that. Essentially in seventh grade, God The Holy Spirit comes to me, but I am told nothing about Who He is or What He is. A voice asks me a question in the midst of all the students there in church. No one else heard the voice, and I answer that question honestly. Forty some years later I will hear this same voice again, and it is going to be louder, and it is going to be a command. This time it is on the second day of a trip to a foreign country that I am asked to go to, by Mary. Yet that too is my second attempt to get there, as I acrtually cancelled my first trip. I did out of technical reasons, as I totally missed the point. The point was I was supposed to do this, on blind faith plus. I missed the plus part.
By this time in my life, I did not believe in God. I also did not believe the Bible was real. I didn't have to. I actually KNEW God was Real. I actually knew The Bible was Real. I am sure God did this and not me, just like it is written in Romans I think, where all of us are told to think nothing of ourselves, even our faith in God, as everything is a gift.
So, as I am working for God, I get a feeling to go to Mejugorje. I get lots and lots of clues. After cancelling my first trip, a few months after quintuple bypass heart surgery with an anuerism that did not burst, but that was not the reason. I did that because someone became esoteric. A detractor, and in so doing I thought I was forbidden to go by my church, so after cancelling and after they said the most amazing thing to me, we will pray for you, I stayed home but. But, I felt guilty or remorseful. Never have I ever dealt with feelings before. I am a sceintist type, no major one for sure, but apparently gifted beyond normal measures in that, so I was called a natural. A natural researcher. I asked who ever it was at the time, for an answer if I should have gone, in what I would call bling faith then, and asked for the answer to be "in no uncertain terms." The answer came in no uncertain terms.
I don't know why either, then. I cannot say except with my heart, my heart loving what the reason is today, and what is says, I would rather not say just yet. After my answer came, I was cut off from God in all my work. I refused her, actually, not him, and now I get nothing to tell others about God. I am cut off. That is not a good feeling. I also felt horrible about having refused God, or someone of God. I wondered if I would ever get a calling again to go to that place. I decided if I was called, I would go in the worst time of the year as penance, and I would enjoy nothing. Well the calling came again. This time though every time I didn't want to go there, the other guys got involved. Fine, and it was needed. Now, someone else rather than her, was helping her out, and I totally knew it. Still it was hard for me.
My main resistance was logic. I was totally logical then. I had never in my life, used feelings to know or to do something. "How is it, you can't do this here." "You are God. You can do this anywhere. Why there." I was not answered. I just complained and complained in my logic. If God is God, certainly there is no reason, for me to be asked to go to a foreign country, as what is so specaial about there rather than here. ~You are God. No. This is ridiculous. Etc. Etc. Etc. One day as God is pushing me again and again for her, and each time I make progress he lets up, one day I am so frustrated over the total absurdity of being sent to Bosnia/Herzegovina, in my office cubicle, I lift up my arms and my thoughts to heaven maybe and say why? LETTERS Appear in my chest. They are vertical. They are under my skin. I read them. A GIFT. At this point in the calling, I am no longer thinking this is abnormal. This is just my life. Fine, I made some more progress against myself. Finally one day, I am watching my plane come down. I am treating this like a prayer, so I told no one I was going to be gone for 12 days. I told no one, except those who would be scared, if I disapeared, and I was not entirely sure I would make it back alive. I went anyway. The plane lands in Frankfurt Germany, and everything goes wrong. A storm is raging. Finally the plane takes off, and I am in somewhat of a hurry. It lands at Dubrovnik Croatia. I find my car. They upgraded me for nothing to a larger car, which is not a benifit, in that country......etc etc etc.
Arriving in Medugorje, everyone is seeing event after event, I am seeing nothing. They are seeing event after event with me. The next morning after going to church the night before,,,,,there is too much to tell here. Anyway, as I just didn't notice that I loved going to church for the first time in my life, and I did not notice a blessed and graced I think you call it, supernatural energy. God day come along. I was to go there and get a gift. I thought all these guys were just some giant money con game. I am in front of the room five people are to my left, a guy in a robe has been talking about something for 20 minutes or more. I don't understand the language, and somehow I don't fall asleep. Collection baskets are brought out. "Fine this is a con game" I said to myself. "All they want is money. I am sure glad that I told no one I was coming here " I have been conned before, and knew I would be able to live this one down also. Only it would take a few years. Finally the baskets came out. They were giving not taking. Each of the baskets had things in them. When it came to be my turn, I shook my head (The reason is long). He suggested again I take one. I refused. He suggested again and this time, there was something of God in the way he did that, immediately I changed my mind, but reluctantly (It seems that is a constant theme with me. Reluctance). I thought everything was over, because of that gift, I was done. That is what I had to come over here for, reluctantly. I was happy. I could now relax. The rest of the trip was mine to party hardy. God could not longer be uspet with me. I had done my minimums. I came. I got my gift. I am done.
It is not over yet, the guy in the robes comes back up. Now he is laying hands on people two by two. Great. This will be over soon. Nothing ever happens with the laying on of hands. I have had it done to me. When he gets to me, he refuses to touch me with his left hand. The woman on my right is gettting whatever it is, he is doing with his right hand on her. The mans left hand is touching nothing. I felt. I thought. I don't want to tell you what those thoughts were, but for someone here I must. I thought he knew how evil I am inside. Yes that is how I felt. "He knows. He knows" Somehow. "He knows. He knows how evil I am." His hands must have hit my head, but both of them. I have a vague recollection of that, soon he starts to disappear, three lights and they are hard to desribe easily, equal rods of light, bending as though they had a foot, but other wise as tall as the man, and all separate with a royal blue line on their left side showing me they were round rods, replace him and all the lights in the room everywhere. I know what I am looking at. I am made to know not to touch. It is sacriligious. So I didn't with my hands. Slowly I did something else. It was wrong. I did it very slowly. When I was a third of the distance away from The Holy Spirt, rod, I felt the power and as fast as I could I scurried back. Yes, that was a direct violation, a skirting around of a command by God, I am and was punished for that. I hope it is totally over some day. It may never be. I was told. I did not obey. I am punished for that, and I have to be, for some reason that is Good somehow. But, I did get to see The Essence of God, the next day Jesus pops inside of me full force, the lights go out again. It is different this time. Jesus is inside of me. I learned much from this. The next day after leaving and finding out I never should have left, the van is coming back from a visit to a shoppping mall in Mostar. I hated it. I was being convicted of violating my not having fun penance, that I self imposed upon myself. The wind is blowing stongly. I am not cold. It January. I feel horrid. The day goes on, and the wind, a wind with The Holy Spirit in it everywhere blows and blows and blows. I am in trouble. I never should have left Medjugorje. I was not supposed to. This is personal. This is all about me. As they are all deciding to go back, the guide of that very small group of five people, who is already not happy with me, because of my ways. I was told that I was to be there, by a lady who gets dreams. She said she was told that they were to listen to me, when I arrived. His sister told my how to get to his house, and he was upset. "How do you know my sister?" I didn't. I told him that. That and many stories about me circulated around. They all watched as I was going from dawn till dusk maybe seeing everything there. Now, in this coffee shop he says something like I have never seen a wind like this before in my life. I am more than mortified internally.~ As I am running out of characters here, i will shorten this. ~coming back everyone starts to pray in the van. I cannot. They are afraid the van will be blown off the road we are on. I get upset, and tell God, that yes I know this is about me, but could you please for them lower or stop the wind. They are afraid. The wind lowered, rather instantly. I was already convicted so many times during the day, this was just a relief that no one would be hurt anymore emotionally by what I had just done wrong....~

 

[TheBarrd]

Hi,
In short, how would you like that? Here or there? I checked my bio and it is right on, so I can be open about me and God here. ~Sorry, I am switching to thinking about God and feeling about God,and I put these marks around all things, since I have seen God, because of the nature of the way God communicated with me. Thus typically I communicate in mystical language.~
I will forgo that. Essentially in seventh grade, God The Holy Spirit comes to me, but I am told nothing about Who He is or What He is. A voice asks me a question in the midst of all the students there in church. No one else heard the voice, and I answer that question honestly. Forty some years later I will hear this same voice again, and it is going to be louder, and it is going to be a command. This time it is on the second day of a trip to a foreign country that I am asked to go to, by Mary. Yet that too is my second attempt to get there, as I acrtually cancelled my first trip. I did out of technical reasons, as I totally missed the point. The point was I was supposed to do this, on blind faith plus. I missed the plus part.
By this time in my life, I did not believe in God. I also did not believe the Bible was real. I didn't have to. I actually KNEW God was Real. I actually knew The Bible was Real. I am sure God did this and not me, just like it is written in Romans I think, where all of us are told to think nothing of ourselves, even our faith in God, as everything is a gift.
So, as I am working for God, I get a feeling to go to Mejugorje. I get lots and lots of clues. After cancelling my first trip, a few months after quintuple bypass heart surgery with an anuerism that did not burst, but that was not the reason. I did that because someone became esoteric. A detractor, and in so doing I thought I was forbidden to go by my church, so after cancelling and after they said the most amazing thing to me, we will pray for you, I stayed home but. But, I felt guilty or remorseful. Never have I ever dealt with feelings before. I am a sceintist type, no major one for sure, but apparently gifted beyond normal measures in that, so I was called a natural. A natural researcher. I asked who ever it was at the time, for an answer if I should have gone, in what I would call bling faith then, and asked for the answer to be "in no uncertain terms." The answer came in no uncertain terms.
I don't know why either, then. I cannot say except with my heart, my heart loving what the reason is today, and what is says, I would rather not say just yet. After my answer came, I was cut off from God in all my work. I refused her, actually, not him, and now I get nothing to tell others about God. I am cut off. That is not a good feeling. I also felt horrible about having refused God, or someone of God. I wondered if I would ever get a calling again to go to that place. I decided if I was called, I would go in the worst time of the year as penance, and I would enjoy nothing. Well the calling came again. This time though every time I didn't want to go there, the other guys got involved. Fine, and it was needed. Now, someone else rather than her, was helping her out, and I totally knew it. Still it was hard for me.
My main resistance was logic. I was totally logical then. I had never in my life, used feelings to know or to do something. "How is it, you can't do this here." "You are God. You can do this anywhere. Why there." I was not answered. I just complained and complained in my logic. If God is God, certainly there is no reason, for me to be asked to go to a foreign country, as what is so specaial about there rather than here. ~You are God. No. This is ridiculous. Etc. Etc. Etc. One day as God is pushing me again and again for her, and each time I make progress he lets up, one day I am so frustrated over the total absurdity of being sent to Bosnia/Herzegovina, in my office cubicle, I lift up my arms and my thoughts to heaven maybe and say why? LETTERS Appear in my chest. They are vertical. They are under my skin. I read them. A GIFT. At this point in the calling, I am no longer thinking this is abnormal. This is just my life. Fine, I made some more progress against myself. Finally one day, I am watching my plane come down. I am treating this like a prayer, so I told no one I was going to be gone for 12 days. I told no one, except those who would be scared, if I disapeared, and I was not entirely sure I would make it back alive. I went anyway. The plane lands in Frankfurt Germany, and everything goes wrong. A storm is raging. Finally the plane takes off, and I am in somewhat of a hurry. It lands at Dubrovnik Croatia. I find my car. They upgraded me for nothing to a larger car, which is not a benifit, in that country......etc etc etc.
Arriving in Medugorje, everyone is seeing event after event, I am seeing nothing. They are seeing event after event with me. The next morning after going to church the night before,,,,,there is too much to tell here. Anyway, as I just didn't notice that I loved going to church for the first time in my life, and I did not notice a blessed and graced I think you call it, supernatural energy. God day come along. I was to go there and get a gift. I thought all these guys were just some giant money con game. I am in front of the room five people are to my left, a guy in a robe has been talking about something for 20 minutes or more. I don't understand the language, and somehow I don't fall asleep. Collection baskets are brought out. "Fine this is a con game" I said to myself. "All they want is money. I am sure glad that I told no one I was coming here " I have been conned before, and knew I would be able to live this one down also. Only it would take a few years. Finally the baskets came out. They were giving not taking. Each of the baskets had things in them. When it came to be my turn, I shook my head (The reason is long). He suggested again I take one. I refused. He suggested again and this time, there was something of God in the way he did that, immediately I changed my mind, but reluctantly (It seems that is a constant theme with me. Reluctance). I thought everything was over, because of that gift, I was done. That is what I had to come over here for, reluctantly. I was happy. I could now relax. The rest of the trip was mine to party hardy. God could not longer be uspet with me. I had done my minimums. I came. I got my gift. I am done.
It is not over yet, the guy in the robes comes back up. Now he is laying hands on people two by two. Great. This will be over soon. Nothing ever happens with the laying on of hands. I have had it done to me. When he gets to me, he refuses to touch me with his left hand. The woman on my right is gettting whatever it is, he is doing with his right hand on her. The mans left hand is touching nothing. I felt. I thought. I don't want to tell you what those thoughts were, but for someone here I must. I thought he knew how evil I am inside. Yes that is how I felt. "He knows. He knows" Somehow. "He knows. He knows how evil I am." His hands must have hit my head, but both of them. I have a vague recollection of that, soon he starts to disappear, three lights and they are hard to desribe easily, equal rods of light, bending as though they had a foot, but other wise as tall as the man, and all separate with a royal blue line on their left side showing me they were round rods, replace him and all the lights in the room everywhere. I know what I am looking at. I am made to know not to touch. It is sacriligious. So I didn't with my hands. Slowly I did something else. It was wrong. I did it very slowly. When I was a third of the distance away from The Holy Spirt, rod, I felt the power and as fast as I could I scurried back. Yes, that was a direct violation, a skirting around of a command by God, I am and was punished for that. I hope it is totally over some day. It may never be. I was told. I did not obey. I am punished for that, and I have to be, for some reason that is Good somehow. But, I did get to see The Essence of God, the next day Jesus pops inside of me full force, the lights go out again. It is different this time. Jesus is inside of me. I learned much from this. The next day after leaving and finding out I never should have left, the van is coming back from a visit to a shoppping mall in Mostar. I hated it. I was being convicted of violating my not having fun penance, that I self imposed upon myself. The wind is blowing stongly. I am not cold. It January. I feel horrid. The day goes on, and the wind, a wind with The Holy Spirit in it everywhere blows and blows and blows. I am in trouble. I never should have left Medjugorje. I was not supposed to. This is personal. This is all about me. As they are all deciding to go back, the guide of that very small group of five people, who is already not happy with me, because of my ways. I was told that I was to be there, by a lady who gets dreams. She said she was told that they were to listen to me, when I arrived. His sister told my how to get to his house, and he was upset. "How do you know my sister?" I didn't. I told him that. That and many stories about me circulated around. They all watched as I was going from dawn till dusk maybe seeing everything there. Now, in this coffee shop he says something like I have never seen a wind like this before in my life. I am more than mortified internally.~ As I am running out of characters here, i will shorten this. ~coming back everyone starts to pray in the van. I cannot. They are afraid the van will be blown off the road we are on. I get upset, and tell God, that yes I know this is about me, but could you please for them lower or stop the wind. They are afraid. The wind lowered, rather instantly. I was already convicted so many times during the day, this was just a relief that no one would be hurt anymore emotionally by what I had just done wrong....~

Katerina, I am totally fascinated.
You ought to do a book about your experiences.

 

[TheBarrd]

There is a reason why this happened to you.

 

[katerinah1947]

~....well we got back to Medjugorje, and at some point I asked if I could see Mary, but I did not want her to be hurt, by us sinner types, nor did I want her to go out of her way. She appeard to me in a Mass. A catholic Mass, but in the way I always wanted to see her. I always wanted to know how she looked when she was older. After it was done, even today I still have too many emotions to say much, but just like any mother then, she told me something wordlessly. It was in the fabric of her coat. She described what sin was to me, using that fabric as for her to get to me, she had to go by hundreds of people all less perfect than she. I knew this. I did not want her to do that. She did anyway. She gifted herself to me, but in the way I always wanted. Just like a loving mother would.
19 1/2 months later, my life was pefect i thought. Yes I still missed God terribly after seeing him, and I had many excursions and disapointments, as I was sure he would not leave me on earth this long after seeing Him. I was slowly losing it. Maybe my heart was breaking. You see, I fell in love with God, instantly when I say Him. At least that is what I think happened.
Looking over to that place where he was now, I said to him: "You can't leave me like this. You can't" He did. "Eighteen months. Eighteen months. I can stand it that long." In eighteen months I wen to church, sure that he would take me our of here. Off from earth. It didn't happen.
Then one day I had a Jesus and Mary encounter, in my dining room. Next in 19 months or so, I am talking to Jesus, again in my dining room. He is so pleased with what I tell him that I can feel his pleasure in his stomache on one side. That day, my life was set to me. I did not want eternal life. I had told him that. That is what pleased him. He had already known I did not want eternal life for three and a half years now. I just never knew that he knew. I asked for a few favors, and I asked if I could keep working for God as it was too miuch fun, while I awaited my ceassing to exist. That is one of the things I asked of him. I wanted to merely cease to exist, like God says he can do, destroy both body and sould in heaven. I wanted that. I ddi now want eternal life. I hoped God granted that. I had no feelings one way or another. I wanted nothing for my time on earth that had to do with anything that I did right. "Just give it away" I also asked to be forgiven for anything I had done wrong, while soon knowing what I have done wrong is far greater than anything I have done right, so I almost felt and aksed for mercy on those items. Now feeling horrible about my time on earth and forever, my life was no set.
I knew, preciselly how my life was going to go, until the day, I ceased to exist. I hoped it could be painless, the ceasing to exist, but I told Jesus that I would understand if could not be. I was set. I loved my life then. It was serene. I knew as I said, exactly the way my life would be till the day, I ceased to exist. I would be allowed to work for God, and then one day, nothing.
About a month later, I am in my dining room again. The two pictures, now move, are on top of the cabinet. The left one is of Mary, the right one is of Jesus. These are always directly in front of me. It is about 2:30 in the afternoon. I am kneeling down. It is the 3:00 Adoration hour. It is something I am allowd to do. God the Father approaches from out in the distance. At first I didn't know it was him. I just felt something approaching. Soon it was him. He came closer and closer. Every consiousness is gone but him I am not even sure now if my ceiling was there then. I see the clouds, the lower layer is pushed aside. They are all piled up, around the edges. A thinner layer of clouds is just above. I can see the lights of God The Father, as they penetrate these clouds. It is an acitive color. he is moving or his colors are ever dancing. I don't know. I can totally feel Him. He is unmistakeable. Now I have worked with and for him for many years. Never has he approached me in all his power, all his regalness. This is way different. I wait. A person pops up out of the left hand side, my left, of the rolled up layer of clouds. i am upset. Internally I say outloud but internally: " What is he talking for. Who is he. He should not be talking. He has been saying words. I rembered them all. When my internal objections were over, I continued to listen. When he was done. I was anything but, anything but, concerned. Me. Me. He is asking me. There are all these more beautiful girsls in the world and he is asking me. This is not time for flattery. I pushed that asside. Humility. This will require infinite humility. (I didn't know if I had that.) I wonder how I feel about him. I checked my feelings. Not enough came back. My life has been horrible with relationships. I can' t hut him. I wonder if he knows what I am thinking. Must block all thoughts. Feel can you love this guy enough. Nothing comes back thatg is certain. I don't want him to go away. This is for eternity. I have to be right. I cannot hurt him for eteni....... so on and so forth. He leaves. I am startled. Said to me in departing is this: "I would not have asked you if you were not up to it" Up to it? Up to it? Up to wha? Humility? What. He is gone. I know nothing except this particular question will be asked of me only three times. What ever my answer is, that will be it.
Day two arrives. I am set. He comes. That angel who I later found out was Gabriel after this was all over starts to speak. Word for word and acttion for action I do exactly what I did on day one, only the fact that this other guy is talking to me, that no longer bothers me. Day three comes. Whatever I planned to say, if I planned to say something, it was lost almost instantly, when Gabriel started to speak for God The Father again. (I already knew how that worked. I have know for more than a year now. So later that did not bother me). Part way into those words a no is heard by me in my head. It is not a real no. A little panicked maybe. "I don't know what I am going to say. I don't. I say to myself in my internal voice." The last words are comiing. I knew something about God though. I knew something. When the words were finished YES! came out of my mouth. Instantly hundreds to thousands to millions maybe of voices started in. Everyone who was silent now started to talk. Katerina has just said YES! She has just said yes to God The Father. To his question of : Will you marry me. That occurred in the fall of 2007. Later I talked of this, and my command to get a spiritual director happenened. In a fleece type of test issued to me, even the Catholic Church has a verification this is all true. Because I am transgendered and old, the Psychologist assigned to me essentially said, yes it is true, as you are no form of mental pathology, a medical mystic for real, and we have gotten corroborations from others on you, that indeed you are a Christian Mystic, now here is paperwork to protect you from all those who would hurt you, calling you not a female in a male body, and those that would say, you are mentally ill rather than a real mystic.~
Those are the high points of one of my experiences.
LOVE and love,
...Katerina, the name He called me by one day, and the name I use and love.
Now I fully expect to be called a lot of bad things for what I have just said. There are two here who will now probably drive me out of here verbally. You asked TheBaard. That is my God Story, except, later I found out that I was totally prepared to understand that question. I was prepared for more than thirty years. I had to understand that question, or how could I answer it accurately.
...Katie., He, They and ..... .

And I am sorry, that there are spelling errors here, I am totally exhausted and need a break.

 

[2ducklow]

the topic is Really? Trinity?