I have believed in God and Jesus since I was very little, I regularly went to Church with my grandparents, but when I started disobeying and sinning I was slowly becoming separated from God -The Father and Son and Ghost. I started out chewing tobacco at a young age and choosing to skip Worship service and the Church meetings to "have fun", but in reality I sinned and skipped Church to sin even more, giving it the name of fun. It led to smoking cigarettes and then as time was flying by I was drinking alcohol, using corrupt speech and smoking weed all the while I was playing gruesome and violent video games and watching things on TV that no one should be watching and I was loving it, little did I know that psychosis was going to come into my life and separate me from reality. So at this point in my journey of life I was almost completely disconnected from all truth, other than The Love of God that my Blessed Mother and Grandparents have tithed, and given to me of what They have received of God. Quarrelling and strife came into my life along with Marijuana. I just hadn't had the revelation of that until here recently when I came back to smoking it after I had quit for almost a year or more and now I am longing and waiting for it to be removed out of my life again. There was almost never a good wholesome week at the house once I let Marijuana come into my life and allowed the love for it to grow in my heart. It got terrible. I would throw fits on my mother just to get money to buy it and it even got to the point to where my brother and I both would be so detestable, fighting and arguing with one another and even our Mother too, until she would contact one of her old friends just so the fighting would stop, and it only stopped when my brother and I got marijuana or when it had a bad end. Eventually for my Mother it was a bad end, I remember her having to go the emergency room one morning she woke up and couldn't talk right, she was walking odd, like a child first learning to walk. I called my grandparents first I believe and they called for an ambulance. My brother didn't even come to the hospital with us until he knew something was very, very wrong, he wanted to stay home and get out of bed on his own terms and smoke pot when he wanted to and I wanted to do the same thing but I was scared so I went. I remember my Papaw and I speeding back home around a curvy road going almost 110mph to pick my brother up before my Mother died, there had been an accident with my Mother at the emergency room and she had a heart attack after they tried putting tubes down her throat. We waited a while after we got to the ER with my brother finally with us, and My brother and I were not even allowed to go back to see her. I finally got fed up with waiting and not knowing anything so I decided to go on back to see her. The first thing I see, the Doctors pumping my mothers chest and then my Papaw crying and telling them to stop with hand motions and then I heard the dreadful noises of wailing. After all of this we were still smoking marijuana, my mom now gone and it stayed and we clung to it more, trusting in it, relying on marijuana. We had grown dependent on pot and further away from God and Truth, although we still believed, we still disobeyed and denied it as sin. We weren't even taking thought of us being sinful or anything that we did as it being sin, so clearly we denied having sin, or at least we neglected to care for Gods will and neglected Loving Him. We had no repentance, neither was truth in us in those times. We were flat out running from The LORD, yet God ever so Caring and Merciful, Graceful and Loving and Compassionate still watched over my Brother and I, protecting us, as God is Love and Love does Protect He protected us. And in His Great LOVE he has used the death of my Mother to bring me closer to Him and The Holy One He sent, Which is Jesus Christ My Lord and My SAVIOR and my GOD! He has changed the desires of my heart, I no longer want to smoke marijuana. I no longer want to sin, I hate sin, I am done with it and this evil world. I desire Jesus more. He has given me the want to be Holy and Perfect as He Himself Is! As God has been dealing with me and the desire to know God more grew in me, I became impatient and wanted everything done in the snap of a finger, even with people around me saying things like "we live in a microwave world, but we serve a crock pot God" or "God doesn't work on your time." I just wasn't listening to anyone but myself and the devil. other than impatience, I at first thought it was going to be easy. Everything seemed to be going in my favor and that is why it was easy, what { I } wanted to happen was happening. I had been an overweight boy most of my childhood and shortly after I graduated high school was when { I } had decided to better my life, I started eating healthy and working out and losing weight fast. For almost a year or maybe more things were well and still going in { My } favor. I kept telling myself, I don't need any help from others, it is just God and I and we will get it done. (Now this was because of social anxieties caused by smoking pot. I also neglected the fact that God uses all sorts of people and gives many opportunities to Love and Obey. I was just focused on myself.) After a while I fell on my back and then again on my right arm outstretched and then again I fell on my face after a failed attempt to do a handstand as I was goofing off with my dog as we were both excited and happy. Nothing seemed wrong after I had these falls, so I have no knowledge of them causing trauma. During this time I was seeing myself as still overweight when in reality I was too much underweight and weak and vulnerable. nonetheless I was headstrong and unaware and lacking knowledge of proper exercises and correct posture, I was prideful and arrogant and continued doing the same exercises and workouts not balancing out muscle groups and as a result I injured myself and my body is even more out of shape and now hurts. As I started on this journey of betterment I was still smoking pot being broke off from reality, I had been smoking it since I was at least eleven or twelve but for around a year maybe less or maybe more, I do not know, I had quit smoking pot. Then came pain in my shoulder and back. The labrum in my right shoulder had been torn as well as the biceps tendon, I had a SLAP tear. Continual physical therapy and nothing seemed to get better, actually instead it got worse. When the woman started massaging around my right shoulder blade for some reason, she noticed something off in my spine and called another girl to check out my spine and then me believing something was wrong without anything bothering me there before, after a while something became wrong and now recently I have had tests ran and nothing can be found but something has still been hurting me, yet when I have no thought for it or I am in faith for a healing it is fine, until I doubt and worry, and I don't want to doubt and worry. And because of this I fell into temptation and started smoking pot again after giving up on my hopes for a better me, fear came and I began to worry even more about almost everything and I pushed myself away from other people again and kept myself from going to the doctor again after only a few visits and them telling me I need surgery on my shoulder. Another little while and I went to a chiropractor and it made the pain worse so I gave up again and even when I had went I couldn't elaborate or I would just be mostly silent, being used to my Mother doing the talking and most everything else for me, given I had forsaken all responsibility for the sake of smoking pot. All of this because of mine and my brothers rebelliousness, pride and selfishness. We chose to walk away from The Loving and Kind One and Only True and Living God and into the destructive hands of satan for the pleasure of sin and what happened, has happened and even after all of this, I still have failed and failed time and time again, Yet Gods mercy still stands and by His Grace in His Son Jesus The Messiah I am saved through Faith in Jesus, who by His Merciful sacrifice, the giving of His body to be Broken and His blood to be spilled in the offering of Himself on the Cross for the forgiveness of sins to those who believe in Him. John 3:16 KJV For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life. I am purchased with the blood of the Messiah and By His Word I am Clean and Holy and made Whole. Grace and peace, Faith and Hope and Love abound to all of The LORDS Chosen. Amen. Jesus will Deliver, Jesus will Heal, Jesus will Save! Amen!
He is so real! We all made the bible coming to life. God bless you!
I have believed in God and Jesus since I was very little, I regularly went to Church with my grandparents, but when I started disobeying and sinning I was slowly becoming separated from God -The Father and Son and Ghost. I started out chewing tobacco at a young age and choosing to skip Worship service and the Church meetings to "have fun", but in reality I sinned and skipped Church to sin even more, giving it the name of fun. It led to smoking cigarettes and then as time was flying by I was drinking alcohol, using corrupt speech and smoking weed all the while I was playing gruesome and violent video games and watching things on TV that no one should be watching and I was loving it, little did I know that psychosis was going to come into my life and separate me from reality. So at this point in my journey of life I was almost completely disconnected from all truth, other than The Love of God that my Blessed Mother and Grandparents have tithed, and given to me of what They have received of God.
Quarrelling and strife came into my life along with Marijuana. I just hadn't had the revelation of that until here recently when I came back to smoking it after I had quit for almost a year or more and now I am longing and waiting for it to be removed out of my life again.
There was almost never a good wholesome week at the house once I let Marijuana come into my life and allowed the love for it to grow in my heart. It got terrible. I would throw fits on my mother just to get money to buy it and it even got to the point to where my brother and I both would be so detestable, fighting and arguing with one another and even our Mother too, until she would contact one of her old friends just so the fighting would stop, and it only stopped when my brother and I got marijuana or when it had a bad end. Eventually for my Mother it was a bad end, I remember her having to go the emergency room one morning she woke up and couldn't talk right, she was walking odd, like a child first learning to walk. I called my grandparents first I believe and they called for an ambulance. My brother didn't even come to the hospital with us until he knew something was very, very wrong, he wanted to stay home and get out of bed on his own terms and smoke pot when he wanted to and I wanted to do the same thing but I was scared so I went. I remember my Papaw and I speeding back home around a curvy road going almost 110mph to pick my brother up before my Mother died, there had been an accident with my Mother at the emergency room and she had a heart attack after they tried putting tubes down her throat. We waited a while after we got to the ER with my brother finally with us, and My brother and I were not even allowed to go back to see her. I finally got fed up with waiting and not knowing anything so I decided to go on back to see her. The first thing I see, the Doctors pumping my mothers chest and then my Papaw crying and telling them to stop with hand motions and then I heard the dreadful noises of wailing. After all of this we were still smoking marijuana, my mom now gone and it stayed and we clung to it more, trusting in it, relying on marijuana. We had grown dependent on pot and further away from God and Truth, although we still believed, we still disobeyed and denied it as sin. We weren't even taking thought of us being sinful or anything that we did as it being sin, so clearly we denied having sin, or at least we neglected to care for Gods will and neglected Loving Him. We had no repentance, neither was truth in us in those times. We were flat out running from The LORD, yet God ever so Caring and Merciful, Graceful and Loving and Compassionate still watched over my Brother and I, protecting us, as God is Love and Love does Protect He protected us. And in His Great LOVE he has used the death of my Mother to bring me closer to Him and The Holy One He sent, Which is Jesus Christ My Lord and My SAVIOR and my GOD! He has changed the desires of my heart, I no longer want to smoke marijuana. I no longer want to sin, I hate sin, I am done with it and this evil world. I desire Jesus more. He has given me the want to be Holy and Perfect as He Himself Is!
As God has been dealing with me and the desire to know God more grew in me, I became impatient and wanted everything done in the snap of a finger, even with people around me saying things like "we live in a microwave world, but we serve a crock pot God" or "God doesn't work on your time." I just wasn't listening to anyone but myself and the devil. other than impatience, I at first thought it was going to be easy. Everything seemed to be going in my favor and that is why it was easy, what { I } wanted to happen was happening. I had been an overweight boy most of my childhood and shortly after I graduated high school was when { I } had decided to better my life, I started eating healthy and working out and losing weight fast. For almost a year or maybe more things were well and still going in { My } favor. I kept telling myself, I don't need any help from others, it is just God and I and we will get it done. (Now this was because of social anxieties caused by smoking pot. I also neglected the fact that God uses all sorts of people and gives many opportunities to Love and Obey. I was just focused on myself.) After a while I fell on my back and then again on my right arm outstretched and then again I fell on my face after a failed attempt to do a handstand as I was goofing off with my dog as we were both excited and happy. Nothing seemed wrong after I had these falls, so I have no knowledge of them causing trauma. During this time I was seeing myself as still overweight when in reality I was too much underweight and weak and vulnerable. nonetheless I was headstrong and unaware and lacking knowledge of proper exercises and correct posture, I was prideful and arrogant and continued doing the same exercises and workouts not balancing out muscle groups and as a result I injured myself and my body is even more out of shape and now hurts. As I started on this journey of betterment I was still smoking pot being broke off from reality, I had been smoking it since I was at least eleven or twelve but for around a year maybe less or maybe more, I do not know, I had quit smoking pot. Then came pain in my shoulder and back. The labrum in my right shoulder had been torn as well as the biceps tendon, I had a SLAP tear. Continual physical therapy and nothing seemed to get better, actually instead it got worse. When the woman started massaging around my right shoulder blade for some reason, she noticed something off in my spine and called another girl to check out my spine and then me believing something was wrong without anything bothering me there before, after a while something became wrong and now recently I have had tests ran and nothing can be found but something has still been hurting me, yet when I have no thought for it or I am in faith for a healing it is fine, until I doubt and worry, and I don't want to doubt and worry. And because of this I fell into temptation and started smoking pot again after giving up on my hopes for a better me, fear came and I began to worry even more about almost everything and I pushed myself away from other people again and kept myself from going to the doctor again after only a few visits and them telling me I need surgery on my shoulder. Another little while and I went to a chiropractor and it made the pain worse so I gave up again and even when I had went I couldn't elaborate or I would just be mostly silent, being used to my Mother doing the talking and most everything else for me, given I had forsaken all responsibility for the sake of smoking pot.
All of this because of mine and my brothers rebelliousness, pride and selfishness. We chose to walk away from The Loving and Kind One and Only True and Living God and into the destructive hands of satan for the pleasure of sin and what happened, has happened and even after all of this, I still have failed and failed time and time again, Yet Gods mercy still stands and by His Grace in His Son Jesus The Messiah I am saved through Faith in Jesus, who by His Merciful sacrifice, the giving of His body to be Broken and His blood to be spilled in the offering of Himself on the Cross for the forgiveness of sins to those who believe in Him.
John 3:16 KJV
For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life.
I am purchased with the blood of the Messiah and By His Word I am Clean and Holy and made Whole. Grace and peace, Faith and Hope and Love abound to all of The LORDS Chosen. Amen.
Jesus will Deliver, Jesus will Heal, Jesus will Save! Amen!
I am at complete peace of what is about to happen, because many will be set free!
“Humility has to be the mark of who we are.”
Humility is the secret of strength. 🤍🙌🏻
Brains and wisdom makes a perfect combination. ...
Especially when the wife submits and believes in her husband.
He hardens hearts and softens hearts, in His time. Makes us tough.
The man made Jacob into who he is today. Never in our own timing. Balance