Alright, so first off I do not call myself a Christian. I was raised in a Christian family, but I only considered myself a Christian in the past for about a week before I decided I am not a Christian. I'm rare because unlike most people I'm a true thinker not a follower. When I was a young child I did not believe in God no matter how often my grandma would try to pound the belief of God into my head. When I was really young the concept of God which I pictured as a man in the sky made no sense to me. I would always wonder what came before God and how a man in the sky could control everything. I bet you as a young atheist I thought more about God in one year than a 'typical' Christian does in a lifetime. My thoughts were consumed by thinking about the unknown mysteries of the universe such as how big is the universe, is there a heaven and/or hell, how could a God allow so much pain and suffering throughout the world, and other things I could not possibly find the answer to. Fast forward to a few years ago while I was in rehab and my religious/spiritual beliefs began to change. The reason my beliefs changed was because we did a deep meditation session and I saw and swam with a whale. For some reason I felt like I needed to talk to the Native American counselor there about the vision I saw. He did my medicine cards, and after that I went from being an atheist to an agnostic. Fast forward about a year and I saw a ufo. This is when God started putting people and signs in my life. A few days after I saw the ufo I talked to a guy about what I saw and he told me God put him in my life for a reason. He went on to explain how aliens and ufos are demons/fallen angels. I thought he was crazy at first until I did research online and found what he had told me wasn't too crazy after all. As a result of the ufo and research I did I came to believe in God (kinda funny how a ufo turned me into a believer of God lol, and I was sober btw). Shortly after the ufo incident I entered rehab again. This is when I began to form ideas of what I believe my God/higher power really is. For it to make any sense I began to ponder ideas of who/what my God/higher power truly was. I looked at it like this, 'everything and everyone came from something. Everything and everyone makes up something. That something that everything and everyone is a part of is life/God/my higher power.' While in rehab I prayed to God asking for a sign to help me truly have faith in God. I wasn't expecting an answer; however, God answered my prayer the next evening during a family group session. My uncle came to the family group and randomly handed me a piece of paper that read, "You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all Your heart." ~Jeremiah 29:13 I never noticed the coincidence until now, but Jeremiah is my uncle's sons name. This convinced me that God was real. I began to meditate and write in my journal once I found God. I realized the horrible pain of deep and hidden depression I had my whole life began to not hurt as much as in the past. What I saw and experienced during meditation led me to explore my spirituality. Once, while meditating I entered what I call the void/spirit world and was able to communicate with spirits, travel to places around the universe, and and see signs. During my research online about religions and spiritual beliefs I began to lean towards following Buddhism, Native American spiritual beliefs, and metaphysics and mysticism even though I believe in Jesus. I have now made contact with a spirit that I suspect has been in this house for years. I told the spirit it is welcome. I can sense it is a funny and kind spirit that was lost, confused, and lonely for years until I began talking to it. I now hear and sense the spirit throughout my house constantly. The atmosphere is more content now, and I enjoy the presence of this being. I have read and heard that the Bible forbids magic and communication with spirits. I believe that my practices won't keep me from entering heaven because my life is so much better, and I look at life in a much more beautiful and appreciative way. I am exploring my Native American spiritual beliefs a lot lately. I have raven medicine if any of you are familiar with what I am talking about. I plan on exploring Buddhism, the Bible, and my Native American spiritual beliefs further. I would like to hear what you guys have to say about this. It can be in regards to any part of what I have talked about. I accept I may go to hell for what I practice and believe in, but I pray to God the gift I have is meant to be used and not a sin to practice and believe in. Peace and love to all <3
your spiritual experiences have been positive and not all that greatly odd . you are not unlike most people . most people do think quite deeply and feel the mystery . in love you can be a magic christian . i think to follow a raven can be to find one's way home . it flies far and high and sees much . and like any bird , it can be compassionate unto a person who needs a safe place to nest . the raven is especially smart . i have heard the raven speak . . .
What a wonderful story. Thank you for sharing. My whole family is Christian and I like you just never understood that religion. I respect everyone's religious beliefs, though. Honestly I believe all religions are the same in one aspect. It all comes down to being a good person. I've always felt spiritual. I just feel all this energy around and in us all the time. I go out in nature and the wind picks up and I feel connected to everything. I think it's important for people to believe in something. It's too easy to get bogged down in our man-made lives. Caught up in work, drama. No good. I always connected with zen Buddhism and native american religions. I definitely recommend learning more about these. Peace
Well, I'm definitely a believer of God - and do admit freely to being a "trinitarian"...That being said. If you See or Hear a spirit/someone crossed over, you have no control over that. The bible has vast interpretations. I think the "not talking to spirits" thing would regard not calling up someone (such as a seance) TRYING to worry them (on the other side). However, if you have or do see and/or hear "things", then welcome to my world. For me, believing in God and talking to spirits are not mutually exclusive. You can do both...and (S)He is alright with that. jmo We (meaning someone that is a believer in God) aren't supposed to practice the dark arts. Other religions/belief systems also have a do-not-bother-them-over-there clause, I'm pretty sure. When something (someone) comes to you and you have not initiated it, that is a different thing.
On this subject...I have a little story I'd like to share, cause I think it's funny and neat. The truth is stranger than fiction. My brother and his spouse recently visited and bought a car for me and my mother (me, mostly ) because both our cars are just not all that...between the 2 of us old women we needed at least one good car, and my brother had decided before they got out here they were going to fix that. (I had absolutely no idea they realized this or that he had this in mind.) Anyway, ironically enough we FINALLY at the very smack end of an arduous week found this suitable and beautiful used car (which looking for a car is just a shade this side of hell imo). Come to find out who we were going to get it from was a cop (lol), but it was his father's car, and his father had passed fairly recently. (I don't know exactly when.) The cop told us that he was going to watch that car back out and watch as long as he could see it in the road, and then he was probably going to stand and cry in the driveway a little bit ...and that he had decided he was going to let his daughter have the car, had we not gotten it. Later, at home I was sitting in the car and kept "hearing" encouragement to write this man a note and let him know how grateful I am for this car, and not to worry, that she is in good hands. I will take care of her and be grateful and humbled every time I sit my tail-feathers down in that beautiful Crown Vic. I found myself thinking/wondering if "my" cop (ha) was named after his father - which, for around here is a long and unusual name. I had the title in my hand and had been just looking at it and sitting still as the dead, and I found myself reading the man's name on the title aloud . When the sound of the last letter came out of my mouth, the trunk POPPED up HARD and LOUD. It was a little surprising, but it also felt neat to me. I told my cop's dad I would write the note. OH - and when you hit the trunk open button which I had to Look For, on the side of the door, it doesn't even pop up like that.
