dedicated to UY and TM

[L_S]

an email from my grandpa......

We have all learned to live with voice mail as a
necessary part
of modern life. But have you wondered, what if God
decided to
install voice mail?

Imagine praying and hearing this:

Thank you for calling My Father's House. Please select
one of
the following options:

Press 1 for requests
Press 2 for thanksgiving
Press 3 for complaints
Press 4 for all other inquiries

What if God used the familiar excuse... "I'm sorry,
all of our
angels are busy helping other sinners right now.
However, your
prayer is important to us and will answered in the
order it was
received, so please stay on the line."

Can you imagine getting these kinds of responses as
you call
God in prayer? If you would like to speak to:

Gabriel, Press 1
Michael, Press 2
For a directory of other Angels, Press 3
If you would like to hear King David sing a psalm
while you
hold, please Press 4
To find out if a loved one has been assigned to
Heaven, Press 5,
enter his or her Social Security number, then press
the pound
key. (If you get a negative response, try area code
666.)
For reservations at "My Father's House" please enter
J-O-H-N
followed by 3-1-6.
For answers to nagging questions about dinosaurs, the
age of
the earth, and where Noah's Ark is, please wait until
you
arrive here.

Our computers show that you have already prayed once
today.
Please hang up and try again tomorrow.

This office is closed for the weekend to observe a
religious
holiday. Please pray again Monday after 9:30 AM. If
you need
emergency assistance when this office is closed,
contact your
local pastor.


__________________________________________________
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Talk to your friends online with Yahoo! Messenger. http://im.yahoo.com

 

[UpYours]

LOL! Leave it to you to find "some" way of mocking God...hehe...I wonder who will have the last laugh /~unreal/ubb/html/wink.gif
But that will get some real laughs here....from the anti God crowd...no doubt.
A real feather in your hat!
I knew we'd be hearing from you on this subject...you've been quiet too long.
Hehe..like a book.

 

[L_S]

No man I wasnt poking fun, I just found this rather humorous and thought I'd share it with the guys.

I've been following the other threads, but I just see stuff going in circles.

Too tired to debate now, but one question for all yall believers..........

Can you recall the moment when you knew you believed in god? What age were you? How did it happen?

Night UY....I'm worn out....today-->get home from work @ 10, check forum, goto bed @ 11, get back up at 6, go back to work again for 8 hours then school 4 hours. BTW check your email UY.

[This message has been edited by LiquiD_SiN (edited 02-15-2000).]

 

[UpYours]

I was just teasin man...you know me.
In answer to your question...I was 8 ..and staying at my brother's house in Houston visiting my nephwew. My brother (21 yrs older than me...yeah Im an accident..hehe) asked me one night to accept Christ as my personal saviour...and I did. It didnt mean much at the time....but it grew on me and I began to think about things and life differently as the years went by.
I didnt learn until about 8 yrs ago that the Holy Spirit (rxd when accepting Christ) is your mentor....and teaches you about things that would be impossible to know without Him. He also makes sense of Bible doctrine...whereas before it was just a lot of complicated bs..with no apparent value.
So....it was with me.

Disclaimer: In no way is the above statement made with the intent to convert anybody from anything or to recruit souls for God. It is just a personal opinion of the author.
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[Taskmaster]

Nice tag line OFUY... kind of like mine. I figured it would make people happier if I said everything is my opinion. However, all their crap is always fact - never opinions (according to them)! /~unreal/ubb/html/smile.gif

This will be pretty personal stuff here, but I feel it is worth telling you about as it may be of some help....

My family has always been Christians since before I was born, so I grew up in the church environment. My dad was in the military (at that time) and was gone TDY for many of the years I was young, so it was my mom raising me and my sister by herself, which in the late 60, early 70's was not easy as not many women worked - compared to today.

I was very sheltered, living in Ocean Springs, Mississippi - never heard a curse word until 7th grade, when the military moved us to Florida. Anyway, church was just a part of my life.

As I approached the "teen/young adult" age, all my own desires, horomones, etc, created a great deal of angst and questioning... mostly because I yearned to experience things that are considered morally wrong in Christianity - you know women, sex, etc. Things I knew to be "sinful", so the only way I could justify pursuing them was to convince myself that everything I learned/knew about God and Christ wasn't for me.

Our family was shipped to Crete, Greece for three years, where life is nothing like the states, so I was sheltered again from things that other kids are subjected to. Almost no crime there - a very simple lifestyle.

While overseas and traveling to Spain, my family was caught in a terrorist bombing of a train station. My mom was seriously hurt by the flying glass and had several hundred stitches. I saw a lot of bloddy dead bodies on the floor.

I did not truly recognize it until years later, but our family had been siting in a cluster of chairs right over the place where the bomb went off (one floor lower). We had been waiting there for almost 3 hours waiting for a military drive to pick us up. For no reason that I can tell, we moved from those chairs after over to the doors, just mintues before the bomb went off. My entire family would have been dead. Looking back on it I see God's hand in being alive. I don't know why he protected us, while others died.

I won't tell you about the months of being afraid ever time a door slamed or jumping at every loud noise. I was around 15 when that happened I think, so I managed to miss the importance of that time.

College was a great experience. I was on my own. If I failed it was my fault, if I succeeded it was my success - not my parents, but me. You know what I mean. I wasn't going to church much - although I went with a girlfriend a few times. Mostly I was living life my way - not necessarily sinfully, but just with no thought of God and without a thankful heart.

OK, enough of the rambling. I got married to a wonderful Christian women and we moved to a new job and city. I still did not understand what it was REALLY about. My daughter was born and I knew I wanted her to be raised right so we started looking for a church home - since we had not been going.

I guess God got tired of waiting for us to get over all our excuses. My life had been going great - and I had basically been ignoring God - I always believed in God and Jesus, but I wasn't living like I did. Out of nowhere I had a series of serious events crop up - almost lost my job, almost lost my daughter and there was one other thing. Even then I did not immediately see God's hand in it. That was my wake up call... and boy did I wake!

I honestly believe that was my "do or die" moment. If I had missed God at that point that I would have been given up on (and The Bible says that there is a point where God will just let you "go" to your own evil desires). When my eyes where open and I realized that God was trying to work in my life - everything became clear. I saw how God had protected me all through my life - the bombing, preventing me from having sex with this "easy" girl (that's a funny story), and so on.

When I was your age I questioned everything my parents had taught me, just because I was trying to be my own person. I think you have to question what your parents teach you. You have to find the "truth" (whatever that may be) for yourself. You cannot live your life based on some one else's truth.

I have never been one able to write short posts. I apologize if I included too much stuff. But I wanted you to see that I have been in some of the same situtations that you may be in. Hope it helps somehow.

I declare myself to be the self-annointed voice of reason for PuF! Opinions expressed by Taskmaster are not necessarily those of Planet Unreal!

 

[UpYours]

Just between you and me Tm..one of the 39 absolutes that were given to you was a "guardian angel". No matter how silly that will sound to some the Bible is clear on it.
A moment sticks in my mind as well...
Driving back from college late one night (300 mile drive back to my home town..commute on the weekends)..I was in a daze,,tired..1/2 asleep....it was foggy. I remember getting a shock (like an electrical one..like when you are falling asleep and some noise startles you) I looked ahead and there was an 18 wheeler headed right at me..on my side of the road. I had just enough time to react and whip my car off to the right and missed him by a foot or less.
I'll never forget that..and cant help but wonder what caused me to become alert at that particular moment. I dont wonder soi much anymore....but I did at the time.

 

[UpYours]

Hey LS..that Email was nice to hear for a change. Why dont you post it here in the gun thread? Or maybe I will. Definitely it should be put somewhere..sometime..hehe.
And the sad part..its its all true.

 

[Taskmaster]

In an effort to obtain Godlike posting status before Rooster (heheh) I am posting a reply to every post...please excuse me as I am just passing through...

Nice topic, but I wouldn't want to live here! /~unreal/ubb/html/wink.gif

I declare myself to be the self-annointed voice of reason for PuF! Opinions expressed by Taskmaster are not necessarily those of Planet Unreal!