Originally posted by Shakyamunison
You don’t really believe all of the things they tell you about Christianity, but you don’t want to be singled out and made fun of. Also it’s kind of cool to be a Christian cause all of your friends are Christian, but deep down inside, you know that all of this can’t be true. However, you dear not think about it, because what if you were wrong, you don’t want to be possessed by a demon or burn for eternity in hell.Is this you? Do you feel this way, but don’t want to tell anyone? Do you think that science makes a lot more sense, but you would rather go with the crowd?
If this is you, tell us about it.
Warning: Please, do not come here to flame anyone who posts here.
I am a Christian because of the Lord's love for me.
I grew up in a Christian home, and went to church, but I hated it.
I hated any organized religion, because it felt fake. Like a routine.
"Now we do the greeting. Now we sing. Now we pass the plate for money. Now we sing a little more. Then the man talks. One more song."
Wash, rinse, and repeat each Sunday. I can tell you honestly that after three of them, I was dead set against it.
In fact, I was dead set against anything my parents wanted, because they were hipocrytes. My step-father, (a correctional officer at San Quentin) would rage and was abusive. My mother is bi-polar, and would just "trust in the Lord" to heal her broken marriage, and do nothing for my sister, brother, and I.
So I gave them the finger, and moved out at 16. I went to the worst high shcool in my city (East Side San Jose, CA.), and became a tagger. I got in fights, stole things, did drugs, but kept my grades up.
By the time I was 17 however, I had drifted way farther than "a little mischief". I started hanging around with older guys, Norteno's, who were 25,26 years old on parole, who cooked crystal meth.
I became a severe addict. I stole guns from neighbors, cars, ran check scams and credit card frauds, and 4 months to my 18th birthday, I had 2 felonies and 7 misdemeanors.
I don't say this to brag,.... I'm not a "gangsta", it was all for theft/drugs.
I hated myself, I hated my life, but.... like so many people, I continued on, bravely putting on the front that I was IN CONTROL of my life.
I was lucky enough to be sent to a boot camp in Jamaica(no B.S.!) for 9 months, and I had a chance to get back in shape, sober up, and get my life right.
When I came home, I lived with my parents, but I worked full time, and I wasn't with them much. I met my wife in this point of time, in the job I worked in a Christian book store.
I got back into church, not out of fear, but for her. (so...only sort of out of fear 😛 ). I found the power of the Lord Jesus in church, because this time I had lost my pride. I knew that my life was sh*t if I did it my way.
I began to open up, and the Lord healed me in many ways. I forgave my parents, and have a better relationship with them.
For those who really live it, it is a wonderfull thing.
I went for a while with my wife(then girlfriend), kinda enjoyed but, eh, it was okay.
Then one sunday, I sang a worship song. Now, I had sang before, but it was always just to go along with the crowd.
I thought about the words, and said "Lord Jesus, if you really are real, then I will sing to you." (mostly to see if anything would happen).
It did. As I sang to the Lord, really meaning the words of thanks, praise, humbleness, and shame over my past sins, .... I felt him.
Really felt him. My entire body was numb, and my face flushed, as if I was on the Top Gun roller coaster, even though I stood still. I dropped to my knees, and WEPT.
It felt so good!!
I felt released. Released from my past, my doubts, my shame, my frustrations, ...released from this crappy world, fake and uncarring,....because I KNEW there was a God, and that He loves me.
I have such a peace in my life now. That was 2 years ago now, and my wife and I are married (PM me, I can show you some pics... I also have a few pics of me in my "gangsta" days 😛 ). I have a job as the Operations Manager of a flooring company in Norhtern California, making $15 per hour, (not bad for a 22, soon to be 23 year old), and we both help in the sunday shcool, every third month.
The Lord is real, folks. I won't try to prove it to you... I just know, for me in my life, that he is. I FEEL him when I pray, he answers and provides for me and my family.
I understand the point of this thread....
but I had to say my piece.
Not all Christians are jerks, not all are "obsessed", and most are not "scared into it."
Some of us are just sinners,.. saved by grace.
I look forward to many long , contentious discussions with you all, since you may have guessed by now that I am quite a character, and not put off by much naysaying.
Peace.
rockon