There once was a sheep who wonder away from the flock and into the wilderness. The Shepherd did not let him go but ran after him calling to him, but the sheep would not answer. Then the Shepherd heard the sheep deep in the wilderness, and he ran to him. He found his precious sheep in a deep dark pit. He called to the sheep to come out of there but the sheep was not ready so the Shepherd jump down in after him, but the sheep was not ready to leave. So the Shepard sat down took the sheep in his arms and waited with that sheep until he was ready to go. The sheep finally after much time was ready to go. So the shepherd carried the sheep back to the flock. when they arrived the shepherd bathed the sheep and feed him well. Then made a bed for him out of his own cloths and placed him there in, and from that day on that sheep bahha for the shepherd all day and night, and the shepherd always new where that sheep was and what he was doing. Oh he wondered off again, but he was louder than any animal in those woods, and this time and every time after, as the shepherd was running after that sheep. He found that sheep running full speed right back at him.
so this story is about me and Jesus.
I was once very powerful in this world. It was common for people to bow to me. i found the devil worshippers and witches all bow to me to. They always found me some how and always wanted me to teach them. I was proud like king nebakanezer and like him God struck my mind to show me I was not as powerful as I thought. I lost everything. For many years I thought I was the devil damned to hell. The devil worshipers still came around but I was activly fighting them like always, and they wanted me to lead them, which I refused to do. So they made things worse for me. the witches wanted to help me, or so they said, but all i wanted was to serve God. God works against the prideful so how could I serve full of pride. God was trying to reach me the whole time. he paid for me after all, and loves me. Angels came, and I passed them by. I think they were even going to minster to me. I saw a homeless man with a Bible who appeared to be waiting on me. I walked by thinking strange. When I got 50 yards up the street something said that was an angel I ran back but he was gone. Was he an angel I still do not know, but he seemed to very badly want to open that book and preach to me.
I spent alot of time praying as a child of God would who thinks he is damned to hell and the devil, and I mean 24 hours praying on my knees. I am sure some thought it funny. That child of God he was not going to help any one now. i did not even know who I was. I reasoned that devil worshipers must have bowed to me because i was satan. Not very good reasoning. After i had seen hell for many years and really had an understanding of it. Jesus came one day. He showed me he loved me and I was his, and he had all power. I got lost more after that, but one day I had enough and prayed to God and became an atheist. That started my suicide period. I could not live thinking there was no God. I never believed it in my heart. My life got better. People who hated me began to Love me and say what a great person i was, but I was no longer living by God. i was part of this world as much as i could be. But one day i just missed God. i figured things would go bad again if I prayed. I had my mind and my life back, but i needed to worship God. i missed our long talks when I was in prayer. So i prayed and sure enough my world went to hell. People who once hated me and then loved me now hated me again almost over night. these are member of my Bio family btw in fact all of my bio family. Then i met my wife, I must say when i lost everything again except my mind I figured she would leave to, but she stayed. i left that state which I hate. Me and my wife started over, we have kids and God takes care of us every day. I lost my mind once more 5 years ago, but then God brought me back yet again. that was along time ago. Then i learned through working with ministers That it was not all in the mind. So we tracked down the spirits and got rid of them. God showed me I could do it all along. that he gave me that power and all his children the moment they were saved. He already won the war, the rest is just little battles. Then he called me to minster, and started my training like a jedi knight
I am not powerful never was, but I have all power In Jesus, I have all authority In Christ. Power is God's alone as God showed me in the Bible He said it.
So that is why I wrote the story of the sheep. I am sure plenty will judge me this or that. That's ok they need to, they feel threaten or jealous, its all they got I understand.
I know this happen to me by my own wondering. i feel i am meant to do something. I don't understand what, I am just a slave like any other, no better no worse, well maybe worse. yet the other side seems to hate me very badly, well they hate my King to right, why would a slave expect better treatment from the kings enemies. Yet i am still left with I don't understand what all this has been about or for. Paul what he went through ok that is Paul, i mean Paul. i have never done anything even close to him not even on the same planet. Yet I do hope just once before I go i can bring glory to God. I guess the purpose of my life was to be saved, that is enough. I struggle with and I think many people do with wanting to give something back to God. There is nothing any one can give to God, but one thing our love. Us. That is all.
thanks for letting me share, and if you read all that you deserve a metal.
Peace and Love
blu
so this story is about me and Jesus.
I was once very powerful in this world. It was common for people to bow to me. i found the devil worshippers and witches all bow to me to. They always found me some how and always wanted me to teach them. I was proud like king nebakanezer and like him God struck my mind to show me I was not as powerful as I thought. I lost everything. For many years I thought I was the devil damned to hell. The devil worshipers still came around but I was activly fighting them like always, and they wanted me to lead them, which I refused to do. So they made things worse for me. the witches wanted to help me, or so they said, but all i wanted was to serve God. God works against the prideful so how could I serve full of pride. God was trying to reach me the whole time. he paid for me after all, and loves me. Angels came, and I passed them by. I think they were even going to minster to me. I saw a homeless man with a Bible who appeared to be waiting on me. I walked by thinking strange. When I got 50 yards up the street something said that was an angel I ran back but he was gone. Was he an angel I still do not know, but he seemed to very badly want to open that book and preach to me.
I spent alot of time praying as a child of God would who thinks he is damned to hell and the devil, and I mean 24 hours praying on my knees. I am sure some thought it funny. That child of God he was not going to help any one now. i did not even know who I was. I reasoned that devil worshipers must have bowed to me because i was satan. Not very good reasoning. After i had seen hell for many years and really had an understanding of it. Jesus came one day. He showed me he loved me and I was his, and he had all power. I got lost more after that, but one day I had enough and prayed to God and became an atheist. That started my suicide period. I could not live thinking there was no God. I never believed it in my heart. My life got better. People who hated me began to Love me and say what a great person i was, but I was no longer living by God. i was part of this world as much as i could be. But one day i just missed God. i figured things would go bad again if I prayed. I had my mind and my life back, but i needed to worship God. i missed our long talks when I was in prayer. So i prayed and sure enough my world went to hell. People who once hated me and then loved me now hated me again almost over night. these are member of my Bio family btw in fact all of my bio family. Then i met my wife, I must say when i lost everything again except my mind I figured she would leave to, but she stayed. i left that state which I hate. Me and my wife started over, we have kids and God takes care of us every day. I lost my mind once more 5 years ago, but then God brought me back yet again. that was along time ago. Then i learned through working with ministers That it was not all in the mind. So we tracked down the spirits and got rid of them. God showed me I could do it all along. that he gave me that power and all his children the moment they were saved. He already won the war, the rest is just little battles. Then he called me to minster, and started my training like a jedi knight
I am not powerful never was, but I have all power In Jesus, I have all authority In Christ. Power is God's alone as God showed me in the Bible He said it.
So that is why I wrote the story of the sheep. I am sure plenty will judge me this or that. That's ok they need to, they feel threaten or jealous, its all they got I understand.
I know this happen to me by my own wondering. i feel i am meant to do something. I don't understand what, I am just a slave like any other, no better no worse, well maybe worse. yet the other side seems to hate me very badly, well they hate my King to right, why would a slave expect better treatment from the kings enemies. Yet i am still left with I don't understand what all this has been about or for. Paul what he went through ok that is Paul, i mean Paul. i have never done anything even close to him not even on the same planet. Yet I do hope just once before I go i can bring glory to God. I guess the purpose of my life was to be saved, that is enough. I struggle with and I think many people do with wanting to give something back to God. There is nothing any one can give to God, but one thing our love. Us. That is all.
thanks for letting me share, and if you read all that you deserve a metal.
Peace and Love
blu
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