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OT Yes, God does speak to me (and others)

Monster, all of your "step-in" examples ignore free will. Are you saying you know more, or should know more about God's plan, or God's will than anyone else to believe?

There is one thing you say that is true no matter what. It will always involve faith to know in your heart that God exists. It is most definitely not "blind" faith either - in fact, it is with eyes wide open that it means the most personally.
 
God's plan is blatantly simple: He wants us all to get to Heaven. That's completely on us, but He's also given us the means. It's a gift that we can accept or reject.
 
Hey, Monster.

(I'm not yelling at you, that's how they say "Hi" down here. When I first moved down and walked into a room they'd say, "Hey!" I'd think, "Hey, what? What did I do?" It didn't take long to realize it's their weird way of saying hello. And now it appears it comes naturally for me.)

Anyway, I ran out of time earlier today and then I wasted an hour and half going to prayer meeting tonight. >:D I don't have a lot of time because I have an interview in the morning, so rather than reply to your rather lengthy post, I wanted to address a couple of trends I see in your posts.

In this thread you often have said "that's not impossible" in response to the stories I've related and I have gone right over it to address points you've made.

I never said they were impossible, I said they are highly improbable.

I'm not claiming miracles here. Just that there has to come a time when the highly improbable happens time after time after time it means there's more going on than mathematical calculations can explain. Yes, highly improbably things happen to people, but not including hearing a specific direction to do something which then makes the highly improbable thing happen. Or story after story where there were direct answers to prayer when they were needed, where they were needed, by whom they were needed, in the way that was needed.

The other thing I've noticed is you bring up the God of the Old Testament as opposed to the God of the New Testament. Analogies always break down at some point, so just take the overall comparison that I'm about to make.

You've heard of King Arthur. Real, imagined, or somewhere in between, he was a kind, caring, beneficent king who did his best to make Camelot a great place for everyone to live. The inhabitants loved living there because they had no doubt that although King Arthur led with a firm hand, he would do the right thing for them and the kingdom as a whole. So King Arthur was a great king and wonderful man, right? Not if you were a Saxon.

In your mind he would have been an evil, treacherous man who killed your brothers and friends. How dare he kill us for invading his land? How can these people be so deluded into thinking he's a man worth following and fighting for?

So you get the correlation. King Arthur was both a loving king and a horrible man. It depends on your point of view. I am inside of God's kingdom and see Him as the people of Camelot did Arthur. You are outside of the kingdom and see Him completely differently. He is the same God both Old and New Testament, it's the viewpoint that causes the conflict of who He is.

One of the biggest myths in society today is that "we are all God's children." No, we are not. Some are in the kingdom and the remainder are outside of it. There is no middle ground. God goes so far as to say, Matthew 12:30 "He who is not with me is against me, and he who does not gather with me scatters."

As mentioned earlier in this thread, we are all born outside of the kingdom (or, in other words, not with Him), but all it takes is a decision to let Him be king just as the people of Camelot let Arthur be their king. And the great thing is, just as an outsider could be welcomed into the kingdom if he were carrying a shovel to work with the people rather than a sword to kill them, people today can enter the Kingdom if they enter with an open heart to allow God to work in their lives rather than a hard heart that says I don't like what you do.

Man, I went way too long. Gotta get in bed.
 
I have thoroughly enjoyed this thread and our conversations. I appreciate the level heads and thoughtful comments in what could have been a volatile dialogue.

I’ve been running like crazy the last few days and decided I needed to sit down and do this. As I previously stated, I could go on and on with stories, but I will tell just two more. One here, and the last when I can find the time. I have copied and pasted this from my biography so it may seem a bit disjointed.

I remember this very vividly because I prayed for and received an answer to what is an extremely important issue in everyone’s life. The prayer I prayed for the Lord to bring me the one I was to marry took place in the bathroom of my aunt’s house. My cousin, and best friend, Randy, and I were spending one of the seemingly hundreds of summer days we shared together at his house. I don’t know what exactly precipitated the prayer. I hadn’t dated anyone to that point as sports had consumed my life, but I was standing at the sink, looking into the mirror and prayed a simple prayer, “Lord, I don’t want to play the dating game. Please show me the girl you want me to marry.” I didn’t walk out of the bathroom with any expectations as far as when this would take place. All I knew was that I had given the issue to the One whom I knew I could trust to handle it correctly and it no longer was something I would have to worry about. Little did I know what heights and depths would result from that day.

Randy was a few years older and had his own car, so I usually rode to the softball games with him. One Saturday, Randy and I were running late on our way to a ball game and with his four-barrel Holley carburetor wide open on his 1969 Plymouth Roadrunner muscle car; we flew into the parking lot on two wheels mere minutes before game time. We each grabbed our bottle of Pepsi and our bat bag and ran to the field. I dropped my bag and handed my drink to one of our fans in the bleachers as I hurriedly put on my spikes. Our team was in the field first and providentially our bench was on the third base side so I quickly stepped to my position at third, Randy ran to left field, and the game began. After we had retired the first two batters I began to wonder what I had done with my drink. I looked over at the bench, but knew I hadn’t left it there. Then I remembered. I had handed it to a fan and asked them to hold it for me. I scanned the end of the bleachers and found the person with my cola.

Hey! I didn’t know who she was, but she was cute! When the top half of the inning ended, I went over and asked for my Pepsi as I looked into her pretty hazel eyes. I stole another look at her as I tipped the bottle up. She was even more beautiful up close! She had done such a good job of holding it that I handed it back to her and asked if she would hold it again. My momma didn’t raise no dummies! Would you believe that Pepsi lasted the entire game? Ok, I admit the last couple of “drinks” didn’t actually involve any ingestion, but who can blame a guy?

I was 16 at the time I met her, she was 14 (actually, she was 13. I attended her surprise 14th birthday party shortly after we met). I was assured by the Lord that this was the girl He intended for me to marry and spend my life with. We got along wonderfully and had dated for nine months when one evening as I arrived at her house she said she was breaking up with me because she wanted to date other guys. I was crushed. She was supposed to be The One. Hadn’t the Lord spoken to me? Had I misread Him? These thoughts swirled in my head due to this abrupt news, and even as I doubted what I had heard from Him, I said, "You can't break up with me." When she asked why, I replied, "Because we're going to get married!" You can imagine, at 14, she was blown away by that statement.

She dated others. I did not. I KNEW we would be together. We dated and broke up several more times at her request. Then we went through a period of several years without seeing each other. I continued not to date and I did not pursue her.

It was at this point in my life that I had to make a decision that would forever affect my life. Either continue to trust God and what He had told me or turn my back on Him, make my own decisions, and forge my own path through life without Him. Even as young as 18, I had already seen and experienced His faithfulness too many times to turn away from Him.

I continued to live my life, albeit a bit more melancholy than I had been previously, waiting for God’s timing in my love life. Several years later without any forewarning, she appeared in my life at an afternoon public event. Not wanting to make her uncomfortable by approaching her, I remained at a distance and admired her beauty. After the event a friend approached and remarked that she had observed my “aloofness” and stated that I was “ignoring her.” When I arrived home that evening I called her house and when she answered I said, “I just called to ignore you.” She laughed and, promisingly, carried on a conversation for quite some time.


To close the story quickly, I will say that come September 21, 2013, we will have been married 34 years.


This story is one of answered prayer, but even more so, about the trust that I have in Him to wait, even if it takes years, for His promises to be fulfilled.
 
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No replies on the last story, huh?

I thought for sure one of you would put 2 and 2 together and question whether it was true or not.
 
Nah, I stopped replying. Doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results is insanity. I enjoy debate, but when you sit there and give story after story and say that they are answered prayers, but in reality are probably nothing more than happy coincidence, it gets old.

Sincerely, if you can talk to God, tell Him that showing Himself or actually doing something that can be considered a miracle will turn me completely around. It doesn't even have to be for me. I don't care. Make it rain in third world Africa and let food grow so people will not go hungry. Anything along those lines that seem impossible.

I have no problem with your God. I have a problem with how He is depicted in the bible and I have a problem with people that use God as an excuse to be homophobic, racist, abusive to women, and even murderous. If God was real and actually gave me a reason to believe, then I would believe. I wouldn't deny what I saw, heard, or felt.

Perhaps this is an impossible request and seems selfish on my behalf. I believe there is something in the bible about not testing God and his power or something like that? Maybe I'm just remembering from an old Christian movie...i'm really not sure.

I take things from reality. There is nothing in this world that I have observed that can not be explained without God. Nothing. I know you'll probably say that I must know Him first and all of that good stuff. It seems like a cop out to me. How can you expect someone to believe without proof? A book is not proof. A voice in your head is not proof. If anything, a voice in your head is a sign of mental illness or severe need to not feel alone.

With that, I'll make this my last post in this thread. I've poked so many holes in your bible and you've come up with twice as many excuses. I don't care if people believe in God or not. I just think it's ridiculous to believe in someone that you've never seen and have never actually heard from outside of your brain. I think there are too many people in this world that suffer because of what they believe in. Hate and war. That is the legacy of religion. I hope things change. For all the good religion has brought, it's brought us just as much evil.
 
Nah, I stopped replying. Doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results is insanity.

By definition actually! ... I must be crazy.

A young adolescent boy praying (preying?) to meet a girl. NO WAY!

And then going out and actually TALKING to a cute girl and getting a date? OMG!


And the date led to a relationship? It could only be divine intervention!
(Of course I've seen that happen many times at partys and in bars, but we are all god's children aren't we? "Oh GOD! PLEASE help me meet a hot chick tonight!")

And after she breaks up with him, he pines away for years, and she finally comes around and starts dating this boy who has devoted his life to her? Human nature. She gave it another shot after playing the field and watching you on the sidelines. Chicks dig feeling that devotion, and she was fortunate that you waited for her.

"You got lucky babe, when I found you."- Tom Petty
 
Sincerely, if you can talk to God, tell Him that showing Himself or actually doing something that can be considered a miracle will turn me completely around. It doesn't even have to be for me. I don't care. Make it rain in third world Africa and let food grow so people will not go hungry. Anything along those lines that seem impossible.

IMHO, finding someone who believes and doesn't need that proof is what faith is all about.

Religion is created by man, and by its nature is flawed, so yeah, religion can certainly cause much harm - not so sure I could believe the same about God.
 
Who started this? I don't think that's the definition, but people say this like it's true.

"Insanity: doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results." - Albert Einstein quotes from BrainyQuote.com.
 
"Insanity: doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results." - Albert Einstein quotes from BrainyQuote.com.

That explains it. I wonder if it bugs psychiatrists when they hear that quote.

...I wonder if the quote had anything to do with the issues he had with quantum mechanics. It could be less of a definition, and more of his way of calling someone's experiment insane.
 
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IMHO, finding someone who believes and doesn't need that proof is what faith is all about.

Religion is created by man, and by its nature is flawed, so yeah, religion can certainly cause much harm - not so sure I could believe the same about God.

That's called blind faith. I can have faith that Harry Potter is real and start hearing Dumbledore in my mind, but that doesn't mean he is real. When he lands in my front yard, I will believe. I don't care how many books there are or people that say they've seen him. Millions of people have seen UFOs and been abducted by aliens. Doesn't mean it's true. I can't have faith that these things are real unless I see them, myself. The only place that this logic is wrong is when it comes to God. I don't know why people don't see that.
 
Is there such a thing as "seeing faith"? In my opinion, the word blind is a bit redundant.
 
Is there such a thing as "seeing faith"? In my opinion, the word blind is a bit redundant.

Depends on the context. I have faith that my wife will make a good dinner. There is a reason for me to faith in that, because she's proven it in the past.
 
That's called blind faith. I can have faith that Harry Potter is real and start hearing Dumbledore in my mind, but that doesn't mean he is real. When he lands in my front yard, I will believe. I don't care how many books there are or people that say they've seen him. Millions of people have seen UFOs and been abducted by aliens. Doesn't mean it's true. I can't have faith that these things are real unless I see them, myself. The only place that this logic is wrong is when it comes to God. I don't know why people don't see that.

Not so sure "blind" applies in the case of God. "Eyes open" defines my faith in every way.

You're are defining the entire belief system concerning God, blind, because you personally can't physically touch and bear witness to his existence. You can't see how that limits you?
 
Not so sure "blind" applies in the case of God. "Eyes open" defines my faith in every way.

You're are defining the entire belief system concerning God, blind, because you personally can't physically touch and bear witness to his existence. You can't see how that limits you?

By that logic, i should also be jewish and muslim. Why do u believe? It's what u were taught, not what you learned. If you were born in Aghanistan, you'd be Muslim and you could give me the exact same reasons for believing in God. We choose to believe because we don't like the idea of being alone, without guidance in our life. When you let go and realize that you control your life and aren't limited by an invisible god, it feels amazing.
 
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