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[sunshine100]

Tell us about the best time that you had in your life.

 

[yeshuaslavejeff]

It was when someone who had been raised Christian 'accidently' got drawn into a cult in San Francisco, by deception, yet also they realized it and 'hoped' to be able to help others there.

Instead of anyone being helped, they were obviously suffering and losing their hope and their love (even for their planned spouse/wedding).

Their spouse mentioned this to me in a phone call - "What's happening?", and at once I knew (having observed this without one other witness also) ,
and went and gave the warning to them. They broke down in tears, sobbing that they knew all along, and just thought they could help.....

They realized now, as did the rest of us, they could not help the cult, and getting out was necessary, and they left it.

The cult harrassed them for a while more, so much that they had to go back to family
in San Diego area, henceforth they recovered well (and now are happily married for the last several decades ! ) ....

At the moment they were set free from the cult, we all had a rejoicing, joyous, joyful time such as I've never seen nor realized before.

 

[mama2one]

the years before our child started school
amazed by her outgoing personality and willingness to try new things (different from me as I was so shy)


this morn, the funny, fun loving child showed up as we waited in car for school to open
she started a game of throwing her mittens at me
(like when the young child reappears in my preteen, lol)

 

[thecolorsblend]

Tell us about the best time that you had in your life.

I don't know about "best".

But a really good memory is with an ex-girlfriend. We drove together to a beach house, I was introduced to her family and basically just hung out the whole weekend and shot the bull with each other. My ex's mom grated my nerves but her dad seemed alright.

We traded stories with each other, rode jet skis and had cookouts. I was so happy to be there with her rather than my old job as an overnight restocker for a store or back in jail or whatever.

That Saturday evening, I went outside to smoke and watch the sunset. The beach was otherwise empty apart from me for some reason. The light turned that fierce shade of pink. Reflecting off the water, the fading sunlight illuminated the entire back patio of the house, bathing everything in a pink and gold glow of contentment.

The beach house was far enough away from the road that there was no ambient noise from passing traffic. Laying in a hammock, I stretched out and relaxed. I'd had just the right amount of chicken fajitas, just the right amount of beer (I drank back then), just the right amount of social interaction with other people and then there I was surrounded by the most gorgeous sunset I could remember seeing. Ever, maybe.

It's not that I didn't believe in God back then. It was more that I wanted nothing to do with Him because of some stupid stuff from years earlier. Put it down to a learning experience. But even I wasn't so jaded that I didn't recognize that this was a perfect moment.

I wondered even then if God was trying to make peace with me by offering a few days where I could be truly happy.

"Best"? Idk.

But definitely vivid.