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The love of Christ IS saving you from the judgement of God, the "weeping and gnashing of teeth"
Good grief I give up. You've talked about how miserable you are, and I think maybe this is a reason why.
Yeah, and atheist friends of mine think I'd be happier when they also believe there is no judgement.
Point being, your world view aligns with theirs in that regard.
But I'd still be miserable.
Being a cripple has that effect.
Pain and disability don't exactly bring joy.
Hardly since my view is the joy of loving Christ and being loved by him is my motivator. I once started a thread asking people if they would be a Christian if there was no heaven or hell. Because I would still love Christ and want to follow him even if there wasn't either. I think loving Christ even if you don't think there's an eternal torment hell, is a test of true love.
Does your relationship with Christ bring you joy?
Heaven being extremely vague and to the best of my knowledge focusing on doing something I hate doesn't help.
Heaven is bound to bee vaguely described, isn't it?, because it's something that's beyond our personal experience, even though we may get glimpses of it.
But given that it's vague, if you believe it's focusing on doing something you hate, why not change how you think of it? Thoughts are things and have a very real effect on the way we feel.
I never even liked singing happy birthday.... to myself.
I doubt I appear blessed by worldly standards. I've always been a total social misfit due to autism or something else like it. Have no friends at all. Have never had a girlfriend. I live in a ratty old residential hotel in a room not much bigger than a jail cell with just a small sink. I've worked as a security guard for 33 years because it's the only type of job I can handle because I don't really have to do anything and I'm left alone. But from my perspective God has taken good care of me. There are better people in worse circumstances.It used to, but when every prayer is answered no, it becomes strained.
There's only so many times you can ask for a fish and get a serpent instead and shrug it off.
Maybe you're just blessed, I certainly am not
I don't understand what you mean.Heaven being extremely vague and to the best of my knowledge focusing on doing something I hate doesn't help.
I doubt appear blessed by worldly standards. I've always been a total social misfit due to autism or something else like it. Have no friends at all. Have never had a girlfriend. I live in a ratty old residential hotel in a room not much bigger than a jail cell with just a small sink. I've worked as a security guard for 33 years because it's the only type of job I can handle because I don't really have to do anything and I'm left alone. But from my perspective God has taken good care of me. There are better people in worse circumstances.
For me, the kicker was asking to be healed of one autoimmune disease, and getting another.
Job wished he'd never been born
Elijah asked God to kill him.
I understand them both.
I've never expected anything from God other than being fed and clothed. I've never expected him to heal me of my neurological problems. But I feel he has accommodated them. I'm not homeless like others whose brain doesn't work right.
You reminded me of this where Mr Bean writes a birthday card to himself!
There's just a lot I can't do, and very little I can do a lot of the time.
read the same book on repeat I guess.
I used to know a C-5 quadriplegic. Broke his neck in a trampoline accident when he was 17. He was extremely thankful that he could breathe on his own instead of needing a respirator.
MS is a degenerative disease. You don't just have this bad thing happen and you just stay there and thankful it isn't worse.
You have this thing, and know it WILL get worse over time, and even when you go into remission, you recognize that you are worse off than you were last year, and the year before that.
I suppose like our bodies in general, but just more exaggerated.
It can be hard to tell here how often my fingers don't want to listen to my spine anymore and I backspace a lot to fix typing errors that just pile up, but I notice over the last few years how much worse that has gotten, steady decline.
and having to give up things you used to enjoy doing. I used to enjoy playing guitar.
I can't do it anymore, between that and the psoriatic arthritis that often causes my hands to be too inflamed for activities like that.
I'm sorry you have to endure that. I don't mean to sound unsympathetic if I have.
I'm sorry you have to endure that. I don't mean to sound unsympathetic if I have.
so I guess I'm just... supposed to live vicariously? Is that the trick?
I think the trick is trying to find God where we are now. It's easy to say I know but people have found God in the most terrible.of places, in concentration camps and in the midst of constant physical pain. Mindfulness/Christian contemplation can help with the latter.
You can find God, but He can ordain things that make you wish you were never born.
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