This is a question to those not raised Christian.
or
Those who were Christian but drifted away, because they had harden their hearts to the word of God.
What's your story? I wasn't raised Christian. I've been to church when I was younger, but I didn't really know why. I think I was there because my family was poor and they went for the free food. So I was in bible study. But I don't remember too much of it then. I've even worshiped the devil when I was a teen. See I was a great soccer player, and I got really arrogant. I even praised and worshipped myself. I felt Satan gave me the gift. Eventually I got injured. During that time I realized how wrong i've been. It gave me time to hear God's word. I was too busy living my life and being arrogant that I couldn't hear God. My life had overtaken him. I am glad it happened otherwise I would have been lost still.
What's your story?
2007-04-04 17:24:02 · 5 answers · asked by Christ Love 1 in Society & Culture ➔ Religion & Spirituality
I grew up in a poor family too, and we went to church for the free food. I loved church when I was a kid, because I loved the stories about Noah, the ark, and David and Goliath. My grandmother was the Sunday school teacher for a while too.
As I grew up, I began to see some of the things committed in the name of the church in order to "save" people. Casting people aside because they're different, have different beliefs, etc. I disliked that. I had always thought that it was only God's job to punish people, and I never thought he would be so cruel to people. I always thought of him as another father, or a close friend, someone you can enjoy the company of.
I began to notice that people were using God to justify and advance their own agendas. I guess that's when I decided to find my own path. In order to find what God was, I had to start over. I became agnostic. It's the best place to start. I needed to find out on my own.
I became so depressed. I knew I couldn't be a Christian at all, so I decided to be as good a person as I could be. I've been on a mission to discover what there is in this world, and what and if God truly exists. Or if he's just a fable to humor the masses.
That... that is my story.
2007-04-04 17:43:31 · answer #1 · answered by Anonymous · 0⤊ 0⤋
This is a good topic. I went to church alot while I was growing up, but it was more like a new playground. Didn't know why I was there. It actually turned into a hang out or an excuss to get out of the house and leave the church grounds to be with friends. What started getting my attention was, when I got married my husband always wanted to go to church. I started going with him and than started feeling a pain like feeling in my chest. So I stop going, told him I didn't feel welcome or anything I could to get out of going. Then my children wanted to go to a church play called Judgment house. That pain was back and it got worse throughout the play. At the end they talk to everyone about the Lord, and ask if there was anyone that wanted to give there life to Christ to raise their hand. (note no one knew who raised their hands our eyes were closed) Than lead everyone through a sinners prayer.then took everyone , one by one, to the back and talk with us more and more about the Lord. I knew it was the Lord talking to me cause the pain left right after the praying was over. It felt like peace was just running all through me. It was awesome and I had to realize my life needed to change. That I couldn't keep living the way I was. Which I am glad I followed the tugging of my heart and stop running from it.
2007-04-05 19:29:18 · answer #2 · answered by married_johnandjess4ever 2 · 0⤊ 0⤋
I wasn't raised as anything...I had no clue...Then I had a son and he was taken away for a life-threatening surgery when he was 6 mo. old...they took him from my arms and I was lost. All at once- I felt very peaceful and secure with his outcome..(even though I wouldn't know for 5 more hrs.) He was safe. And I wasn't lost anymore. Our lives have been hard but wonderful ever since. We have never gone without shelter,food,or medicine.We have been happy and it certainly wasn't because of me....it was God! That's how I found him.
2007-04-05 00:36:25 · answer #3 · answered by Rebecca A 4 · 0⤊ 0⤋
My story is long and graphic, so I posted it as a blog entry if you really want to know: http://blog.360.yahoo.com/blog-BYLCI14waatRCG7bDVrLiy2aIuzT?p=347
Blessings to you!
2007-04-05 00:29:17 · answer #4 · answered by Last Ent Wife (RCIA) 7 · 2⤊ 0⤋
everyone gets injured from playing sports duh
2007-04-05 00:30:39 · answer #5 · answered by yum spaghetti 1 · 1⤊ 0⤋