What's on your mind?

[.Mikha'el.]

A great temptation strikes me right now, and it really shouldn't be so overpowering. I cannot be out of its physical vicinity for another six hours or so, either. Please pray for the temptation to cease, that the Lord will ease this burden for me.

You have me curious as to the nature of the temptation?

 

[SarahsKnight]

You have me curious as to the nature of the temptation?

I'd rather not say, but it is a call for the slightest bit of temperance on my part.

 

[.Mikha'el.]

I'd rather not say, but it is a call for the slightest bit of temperance on my part.

I won't pry further.

 

[SarahsKnight]

A great temptation strikes me right now, and it really shouldn't be so overpowering. I cannot be out of its physical vicinity for another six hours or so, either. Please pray for the temptation to cease, that the Lord will ease this burden for me.

I made it. =)

Or rather, the Lord carried me through.

 

[venksta]

I returned to my home church on Sunday, serving to run sound. Originally expecting to also multitask and run the live streaming. One of the people I trained was on duty to run the live streaming, along an older lady, who I had been training, was brushing up on the skills. Despite that, everything that could go wrong, went wrong with the live streaming service. I kept telling myself just to focus on sound, but the two people kept having to call me over. During the sermon, the live stream stopped, as they didn't bother to fully charge the camera batteries. I had been away from my church since end of December, due to mental health reasons. The stress this past Sunday has made me realize, I have been wrestling with God, and it has been His will to remove me from this church. An answer to a prayer actually. I have to officially still send my resignation email to the church, however, I let my friend, who is the worship leader, know already. I had given up hope on certain things in the past week, but now see God opening doors.

 

[DragonFox91]

I returned to my home church on Sunday, serving to run sound. Originally expecting to also multitask and run the live streaming. One of the people I trained was on duty to run the live streaming, along an older lady, who I had been training, was brushing up on the skills. Despite that, everything that could go wrong, went wrong with the live streaming service. I kept telling myself just to focus on sound, but the two people kept having to call me over. During the sermon, the live stream stopped, as they didn't bother to fully charge the camera batteries. I had been away from my church since end of December, due to mental health reasons. The stress this past Sunday has made me realize, I have been wrestling with God, and it has been His will to remove me from this church. An answer to a prayer actually. I have to officially still send my resignation email to the church, however, I let my friend, who is the worship leader, know already. I had given up hope on certain things in the past week, but now see God opening doors.

Are you sure youre not overreacting?

 

[SarahsKnight]

It is really off-putting when people are loud, obnoxious, and quite audibly bringing their drama out over the phone in public. Especially in what is supposed to be a pretty quiet setting.

 

[venksta]

Are you sure youre not overreacting?

Thank you for bringing this up. It is a serious question I had to ask myself. Tomorrow I'm visiting a prayer warrior who use to be a member of my church. I have been in prayer to God about my issues. One thing that was brought to mind, is I am in bondage to a controlling spirit among the leadership at my church. I am going to get it checked out tomorrow. There is more to what I have been struggling with. Once I can confirm with others, who have better spiritual insight, I will share.

 

[venksta]

Officially left my church yesterday. On Wednesday, my mental health was not good, but it seems it was more of a spiritual matter. After meeting with a friend for a few hours, I returned home. Then I suddenly felt like I have to go to the emergency and get admitted in, as I was feeling suicidal. I asked my father to drive me over. For some reason, I felt I had to make a detour to my church and drop off my three church keys. Once I got to the emergency, they brought me into the inner waiting area super fast, but I was kept there for almost two hours. A young women was sitting next to me, and I became compelled to pray for her. So I asked them if I could, and they allowed me. Then I prayed over others I saw waiting to be seen or treated by doctors. This has happened before where I have gone into the emergency and been lead to pray for others, while I have been checked out fine.

Then it was as if God asked me, "Why are you hear? These people are more severe and in need then you. Get up and leave". So before I was seen, I walked out the doors of the emergency. As I left, I grabbed my keys, and it felt like this huge weight was lifted from me. I suddenly felt free and alive, and that God was going to open new doors for me.

Not to take chances though, I went to the open prayer meeting at my parents church the next morning, hoping to see a specific person for prayer. They had warned me a year ago that God's spirit was not welcome at my home church. I ended up with a group of seven people pray over me, after sharing what was going on. A few of them received God's word for me. They told me I need to leave my church, and I had been disobeying God by staying. I believed them right away, as there were things over the last year I was noticing that was spiritually effecting my home church. However, I truly had been fighting God to stay there when He didn't want me there anymore. I was expecting to just send an email to my church and let them know I would be gone for good. A lady sitting next to me was told that I had to go in and see someone face to face to let them know I was leaving. So later yesterday, I went when my friend, the worship leader was there. I told him I couldn't stay anymore, and some of the other things. We plan to stay in touch. However, I am feeling much better now, knowing I am not attached to my home church.

 

[SarahsKnight]

Officially left my church yesterday. On Wednesday, my mental health was not good, but it seems it was more of a spiritual matter. After meeting with a friend for a few hours, I returned home. Then I suddenly felt like I have to go to the emergency and get admitted in, as I was feeling suicidal. I asked my father to drive me over. For some reason, I felt I had to make a detour to my church and drop off my three church keys. Once I got to the emergency, they brought me into the inner waiting area super fast, but I was kept there for almost two hours. A young women was sitting next to me, and I became compelled to pray for her. So I asked them if I could, and they allowed me. Then I prayed over others I saw waiting to be seen or treated by doctors. This has happened before where I have gone into the emergency and been lead to pray for others, while I have been checked out fine.

Then it was as if God asked me, "Why are you hear? These people are more severe and in need then you. Get up and leave". So before I was seen, I walked out the doors of the emergency. As I left, I grabbed my keys, and it felt like this huge weight was lifted from me. I suddenly felt free and alive, and that God was going to open new doors for me.

Not to take chances though, I went to the open prayer meeting at my parents church the next morning, hoping to see a specific person for prayer. They had warned me a year ago that God's spirit was not welcome at my home church. I ended up with a group of seven people pray over me, after sharing what was going on. A few of them received God's word for me. They told me I need to leave my church, and I had been disobeying God by staying. I believed them right away, as there were things over the last year I was noticing that was spiritually effecting my home church. However, I truly had been fighting God to stay there when He didn't want me there anymore. I was expecting to just send an email to my church and let them know I would be gone for good. A lady sitting next to me was told that I had to go in and see someone face to face to let them know I was leaving. So later yesterday, I went when my friend, the worship leader was there. I told him I couldn't stay anymore, and some of the other things. We plan to stay in touch. However, I am feeling much better now, knowing I am not attached to my home church.

Sir @venksta , thank you for being open and candid about this. I pray that no more heavy depression or (especially) suicidal thoughts befall you, and may I say that you set a good example as a brother by praying and showing concern for those in the emergency room with you despite how badly off you were at the time. Please let us know if there is anything we can do for you.

 

[DragonFox91]

Officially left my church yesterday. On Wednesday, my mental health was not good, but it seems it was more of a spiritual matter.

That's often what it is. The 2 are often one in the same. It didn't change in this 'modern' world.

After meeting with a friend for a few hours, I returned home. Then I suddenly felt like I have to go to the emergency and get admitted in, as I was feeling suicidal. I asked my father to drive me over.

Wow! Scary! I'm so glad you recognized it was a problem. It was the Lord watching over you.

For some reason, I felt I had to make a detour to my church and drop off my three church keys. Once I got to the emergency, they brought me into the inner waiting area super fast, but I was kept there for almost two hours. A young women was sitting next to me, and I became compelled to pray for her. So I asked them if I could, and they allowed me. Then I prayed over others I saw waiting to be seen or treated by doctors. This has happened before where I have gone into the emergency and been lead to pray for others, while I have been checked out fine.

So he uses these situations as witness opportunities. What you think is not good, he's working in it. The secular world would see it all as a mental health problem, I call it God working.

Then it was as if God asked me, "Why are you hear? These people are more severe and in need then you. Get up and leave". So before I was seen, I walked out the doors of the emergency. As I left, I grabbed my keys, and it felt like this huge weight was lifted from me. I suddenly felt free and alive, and that God was going to open new doors for me.

You did the work he needed you to do.

Not to take chances though, I went to the open prayer meeting at my parents church the next morning, hoping to see a specific person for prayer. They had warned me a year ago that God's spirit was not welcome at my home church.

Not welcome as in they are hostile to it?

I ended up with a group of seven people pray over me, after sharing what was going on. A few of them received God's word for me. They told me I need to leave my church, and I had been disobeying God by staying. I believed them right away, as there were things over the last year I was noticing that was spiritually effecting my home church.

I think you made the right choice. If you're noticing things spiritually effecting a church & it's not right,& you indeed have the Holy Spirit, the Holy Spirit is telling you correct.

However, I truly had been fighting God to stay there when He didn't want me there anymore. I was expecting to just send an email to my church and let them know I would be gone for good. A lady sitting next to me was told that I had to go in and see someone face to face to let them know I was leaving. So later yesterday, I went when my friend, the worship leader was there. I told him I couldn't stay anymore, and some of the other things. We plan to stay in touch. However, I am feeling much better now, knowing I am not attached to my home church.

Yeah, if you're involved, do it face to face or a phone call at least.

The Lord will use your past experiences there for the future. He doesn't leave those kinds of doors closed.

 

[venksta]

Not welcome as in they are hostile to it?

The person who told me, use to attend the church 10 years ago. One Sunday, they were reading the scripture to the congregation and had a vision. They saw Jesus outside the church, and asked him to come in. Jesus replied to them saying he was not welcome. The person then realized the people's hearts were closed off to God.

 

[DragonFox91]

The person who told me, use to attend the church 10 years ago. One Sunday, they were reading the scripture to the congregation and had a vision. They saw Jesus outside the church, and asked him to come in. Jesus replied to them saying he was not welcome. The person then realized the people's hearts were closed off to God.

Could be. I can't say either way.

But I think if there was one person's heart who was open - like the person who had the vision - he'd be there for that one person.

 

[DragonFox91]

Today is my best friend in elementary school’s birthday. He was very compassionate to me. We started to get pulled in different directions in middle school & were in different directions by high school. I wonder how he’s doing or what he’s doing. I’ve never been able to find him on social media. He just fell off the map. I have suspicions he moved East & got married & is working for a big international corporation.

Evidently he's getting married this fall. I'm happy for him.

Someday we will be married to the Lord himself. It is his great promise to us.

We have to get ready for him. "I will show you greater things than this."

 

[.Mikha'el.]

Oh golly. What a day...

 

[SarahsKnight]

Oh golly. What a day...

Care to tell us about it? ^-^ Hope you mean that it was simply an eventful day and not a stressful or otherwise unpleasant one.

 

[.Mikha'el.]

Care to tell us about it? ^-^ Hope you mean that it was simply an eventful day and not a stressful or otherwise unpleasant one.

No, it was stressful and frustrating. My two-month deferral at the plasma clinic was finally up, so I went. I got there, and there were still problems to the point it wouldn't work again. I am very fortunate that they were miraculously able to use my other arm to return my cells, meaning only a further two-week delay instead of two more months. They say that donors should go crazy with fluid intake to make it easier, and I do that, but for me the only thing I got out of it today was several extra trips to the restroom, and certainly not the successful donation I wanted.

On top of all that, I got home and found my cell phone was gone. I ran to the bus to go back to the clinic. Fortunately, it came right as I got to the stop. When I finally got back to the clinic, I asked about my phone. They said they didn't have it, but kindly offered to call the grocery store across from the mall where the clinic is where I had stopped on the way home to inquire about job openings only for there to be none. Anyway, the nurse at the clinic asked me to check at mall guest services and the food court while they were calling the store. My phone wasn't at either place, and when I went back to the clinic to ask if it was at that grocery store, there was no luck either. Just then one of the senior nurses named Margaret had a brain wave and looked in the trash can by the donation bed that I had been using. Wouldn't you know it... I will always be very grateful to her for finding it. It had to have fallen out of my jacket as I got up from that bed. I had been so frantic after it got lost that it took quite a while to decompress and calm down after that.

 

[SarahsKnight]

No, it was stressful and frustrating. My two-month deferral at the plasma clinic was finally up, so I went. I got there, and there were still problems to the point it wouldn't work again. I am very fortunate that they were miraculously able to use my other arm to return my cells, meaning only a further two-week delay instead of two more months. They say that donors should go crazy with fluid intake to make it easier, and I do that, but for me the only thing I got out of it today was several extra trips to the restroom, and certainly not the successful donation I wanted.

On top of all that, I got home and found my cell phone was gone. I ran to the bus to go back to the clinic. Fortunately, it came right as I got to the stop. When I finally got back to the clinic, I asked about my phone. They said they didn't have it, but kindly offered to call the grocery store across from the mall where the clinic is where I had stopped on the way home to inquire about job openings only for there to be none. Anyway, the nurse at the clinic asked me to check at mall guest services and the food court while they were calling the store. My phone wasn't at either place, and when I went back to the clinic to ask if it was at that grocery store, there was no luck either. Just then one of the senior nurses named Margaret had a brain wave and looked in the trash can by the donation bed that I had been using. Wouldn't you know it... I will always be very grateful to her for finding it. It had to have fallen out of my jacket as I got up from that bed. I had been so frantic after it got lost that it took quite a while to decompress and calm down after that.

Yeah, that pretty much sucks.

But at least you had Miss Margaret come through for you there at the end.

 

[SarahsKnight]

It amazes me how many folk lack basic manners in public. Can't even say please or thank you in response to being served, or address someone as sir or ma'am. Instead just speaking in a matter-of-fact, gruff-sounding, or slightly demanding tone. *shakes head*

 

[venksta]

My adventures in finding a new home church has begun. I visited a small church my niece suggested, which was connected to the summer camp she goes to. She has attended the church herself. I prayed before stepping in for God's guidance. Was met by one of the pastors, but didn't really connect with anyone. I got there early with my mom, and we found seats in the pews. The first thing I noticed was a group of young adults sitting together in the pews praying. I realized I had never seen that at my old church, with people just praying together before or after the service. The praise and worship song selections really spoke to me. When they were done, instead of collecting tithes, they gave everyone three minutes to greet and talk to each other. Then they went straight to the sermon, with an opening prayer that also spoke to me. The sermon was maybe an hour long. Overall, I did feel God's spirit there. Now I'll decide if I'll go back next Sunday, or try another church.