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| Prodigal24
User ID: 278735
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9/18/2007 9:34 AM
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Psalm 14
For the choir director: A psalm of David.
1 Only fools say in their hearts,
“There is no God.”
They are corrupt, and their actions are evil;
not one of them does good!
2 The Lord looks down from heaven
on the entire human race;
he looks to see if anyone is truly wise,
if anyone seeks God.
3 But no, all have turned away;
all have become corrupt.[a]
No one does good,
not a single one!
4 Will those who do evil never learn?
They eat up my people like bread
and wouldn’t think of praying to the Lord.
5 Terror will grip them,
for God is with those who obey him.
6 The wicked frustrate the plans of the oppressed,
but the Lord will protect his people.
May Love lead your way, May you show mercy along the pathways you find, May peace be upon your pillow, May joy be within that overflows to others, May wisdom rest upon your lips as you speak, May forgiveness be a balm you carry for yourself and for others, May today you know, you are loved, accepted and approved of, by God, just for who you are... |
| Prodigal24
User ID: 278735
Australia
9/18/2007 9:36 AM
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Prodigal24, could you heal and bring back the thread of the psychic focus, because YOU destroyed it with your Christian zealot trolling?
I guess truth has a way of dismantling lies.
Your truth is vicious and judgmental, Prodigal24. Pride Goeth Before A Fall. Quoting: Anonymous Coward 299628
Be prepared to fall then.
16 For I am not ashamed of this Good News about Christ. It is the power of God at work, saving everyone who believes—the Jew first and also the Gentile.[g] 17 This Good News tells us how God makes us right in his sight. This is accomplished from start to finish by faith. As the Scriptures say, “It is through faith that a righteous person has life.”[h]
May Love lead your way, May you show mercy along the pathways you find, May peace be upon your pillow, May joy be within that overflows to others, May wisdom rest upon your lips as you speak, May forgiveness be a balm you carry for yourself and for others, May today you know, you are loved, accepted and approved of, by God, just for who you are... |
| Prodigal24
User ID: 278735
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9/18/2007 9:56 AM
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Psychics
By James K. Walker
Famous Psychics: Madame Blavatsky, Arthur Ford, Jeanne Dixon, Uri Geller.
Other Names: Mediums, Necromancers, Spiritualists.
Associated Practices: Divination (Astrology, Tarot, I Ching, Palmistry, Mind Reading, telepathy, etc.), Necromancy (Seance, Channeling, Ouija Board, etc.), and telekinesis moving objects mentally or spiritually such as table-tilting, levitation).
INTRODUCTION
On January 25, 1997, America's most famous psychic, Jeanne Dixon died. During her lifetime, America experienced unparalleled growth in the interest and acceptance of psychics and paranormal phenomena. According to Larry Rosen, president of NetLive Communications, over her celebrated 50 year career Dixon was advisor to world leaders including US presidents and wrote eight books including Reincarnation and Prayers to Live By and The Call to Glory. At the time of her death, Dixon syndicated columns were featured in over 800 daily newspapers worldwide (Business Wire, January 28, 1997).
Shortly before her death, Dixon announced plans to join the popular and profitable 900 psychic telephone network industry with her own Jeanne Dixon's Psychic Network. She was unable to see her plans fulfilled as she died shortly after the network was announced and before it could be launched. Two months after her death, however, Watchman Fellowship received an email purportedly from Dixon herself (jeanne.dixon@psychics.net) stating, "Hello, I'm Jeanne Dixon a psychic, medium, healer, spiritualist, clairvoyant & astrologer.. . . I can predict your future.. . . Please call me right now!" (email dated March 21, 1997). The message provided both a 24 hour "900" number and an "800" number to use with credit cards. The message was not, of course, some weak attempt to demonstrate communication with the dead through the Internet. It did, however, demonstrate Netlive Communications' dogged determination to continue with the Jeanne Dixon Psychic Network despite her unanticipated death. The network features several $3.99 per minute "900" lines ending in "J-E-A-N-E" and the first live, videoconferenced psychic, tarot card and astrological guidance service over the Internet (Business Wire, January 28, 1997; December 16, 1996).
May Love lead your way, May you show mercy along the pathways you find, May peace be upon your pillow, May joy be within that overflows to others, May wisdom rest upon your lips as you speak, May forgiveness be a balm you carry for yourself and for others, May today you know, you are loved, accepted and approved of, by God, just for who you are... |
| Prodigal24
User ID: 278735
Australia
9/18/2007 9:57 AM
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continued...
Dixon's death will apparently not dampen the the success of her psychic network or the psychic industry as a whole. Dionne Warwick's Psychic Friends Network employs approximately 1,500 psychics logging an estimated 3 million minutes a month at about $4 per minute according to Baltimore-based Inphomation Communications, Inc. ("Who could've foretold psychic spree?" Dallas Morning News, March 19, 1996, pp. 1-C, 6-C). According to those estimates, Warwick's service alone would gross $144 million annually. In addition to Warwick and Dixon, Mark Plakias, managing director of Strategic Telemedia, a New York research firm estimated nearly half of the 200,000 pay-per-call entertainment services in America are psychic hotlines (ibid., p. 1-C).
Richard Dworman, editor of the Infomercial Marketing Report, estimates Psychic Friends Network's gross annual income at a more conservative $100 million. Still, this is remarkable for an organization that started just seven years ago and is receiving between 7,500 to 10,000 paying calls each day. "The thing took off like a rocket, it was at the right place at the right time," said Dworman ("Seeking your fortune can cost one," The Philadelphia Daily News, March 19, 1997, p. C-1). The second and third largest psychic networks, Psychic Readers Network and Your Psychic Experience, annually take in about $50 million and $35-$40 million, respectively (ibid.).
Psychic hotlines are just one aspect of America's growing psychic industry. Psychic fairs are commonplace in many US cities. Dallas-based Creative Organization has sponsored monthly psychic fairs held for the past fifteen years featuring crystal balls, astrology, palmistry, clairvoyants, seers, tarot cards, and rune stones ("Mediumcool," The Dallas Morning News, March 29, 1996, Guide, p. 30). Metaphysical and New Age book stores can be found easily in the Yellow Pages of many American cities, and the Internet is facilitating a cottage industry of "cyberpsychics." One psychic entrepreneur, Jonathan Katz of Encino, Calif., boasts of up to 250,000 tarot, I Ching or bioreadings a month through his web sites (The Dallas Morning News, March 19, 1996, p. 6-C). Yahoo, a popular web index, lists 363 on-line psychic services in five categories (www.yahoo.com).
May Love lead your way, May you show mercy along the pathways you find, May peace be upon your pillow, May joy be within that overflows to others, May wisdom rest upon your lips as you speak, May forgiveness be a balm you carry for yourself and for others, May today you know, you are loved, accepted and approved of, by God, just for who you are... |
| Prodigal24
User ID: 278735
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9/18/2007 9:59 AM
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Psychics..continued
HISTORY
While modern technology such as 900 numbers and the Internet may be partially responsible for fueling their recent popularity, psychics and mediums are not new. A simple definition of psychic is "A person who is either born with or develops many gifts or talents in the area of ESP, clairvoyance, communication with the spirit world, abilities to read the human aura and uses these special skills as a healer or reader" (The New Age A to Z, p. 120). Defined this broadly, the history of psychics may be traced back thousands of years ago to the seers, shamans, and soothsayers of ancient pagan religions and occult practices. Yet in North America the popularity of the psychic arts is something relatively new. What are the roots of the modern psychic revival in America?
The genealogy of the modern psychic movement can be found in certain aspects of the mesmeric and Spiritualist movements. These practices spread through Europe and America in the early and middle 19th century after followers of the controversial Austrian doctor, Franz Antoine Mesmer (1766-1815), reported "thought transference, of clairvoyance and 'eyeless vision'" in addition to other psychic phenomena in "mesmerized" subjects. ("Psychical Research," Man, Myth, and Magic, Vol. 17, p. 2273).
The popularity of mesmerism and especially its alleged healing properties, along with the celebrated "rappings" of the Fox sisters of Hydesville, New York, led directly to the sweeping acceptance of the Spiritualist movement of the latter half of the 19th century. "It accustomed the public to the idea that certain especially gifted persons might, when in a state of trance, exercise clairvoyant and other paranormal faculties, and even to the idea that some mesmeric subjects might become aware of, and perhaps communicate with, the spirits of departed persons. The mesmeric trance developed, by an easy and natural transition, into the mediumistic trance. . ." (ibid., see also, "Fox Sisters," Encyclopedia of Occultism and Parapsychology,Vol. 1, pp. 345-49). Thus, by the turn of the 20th century, the general public's perception of psychic manifestation was largely limited to the infamous Spiritualist churches. These featured necromancy (communication with the dead) along with an assortment of other manifestations. Critics and paranormal debunkers like famous illusionist and escape artist Harry Houdini claimed they were little more than fakery and parlor tricks ("Houdini, Harry," Encyclopedia of Occultism and Parapsychology, Vol. 1, pp. 440-41).
There were, however, efforts to distance Spiritualism from a purely religious arena by attempting to explore, research and categorize psychic phenomena as a science. In 1882 the Society for Psychical Research (SPR) was founded by Sir William Barrett (1844-1925), Cambridge professor Henry Sidgwick (1838-1900), and F. W. H. Meyers (1843-1901). Prominent early members included Edmund Gurney (1847-1888) and "the St. Paul of Spiritualism," Sir Arthur Conan Doyle (1858-1930), author of the Sherlock Holmes stories ("Spiritualism," An Encyclopaedia of Occultism, p. 384; "Doyle, Sir Arthur Conan,"Encyclopedia of Occultism and Parapsychology, Vol. 1, p. 261).
Spiritualists attempted to collaborate with scholars to scientifically measure and prove psychic phenomena. Areas of study included thought transference and other types of telepathy, hypnotism or mesmeric trance, haunted houses, the "causes" or "laws" of Spiritualism, and the history of such manifestations. Despite their intentions, the controls and tests administered by the SPR did more to expose fraud than to prove psychic manifestations. Colin Wilson who is personally sympathetic to psychic phenomenon notes, "The results were disappointing. Gurney committed suicide in a Brighton hotel in 1888 when he discovered that certain trusted mediums were tricksters. And although the S.P.R. has had many eminent adherents . . . it has failed to make any general impact" (Wilson, Colin, The Occult, p. 493).
For example, SPR had intended to publish a favorable report on the famous medium, psychic and spiritualist, Madame Blavatsky (1831-1891), who founded the Theosophical Society. But Blavatsky's housekeeper, Emma Cutting-Coulomb, "blabbed" some of the psychic's techniques of fakery to the Christian College Magazine whose story was immediately picked up by the London Times. The reports of fraud were then confirmed by the SPR researcher in India when he was allowed to inspect Blavatsky's cedar wood "shrine" in which letters from the spirit world would magically appear. "For some faithful disciple, wishing to demonstrate that fraud was impossible, had slapped the rear wall of the shrine saying, 'You see, it's perfectly solid,' when, to his dismay, a panel had shot open, revealing another panel in the wall of [Blavatsky's] boudoir" (ibid., p. 336).
May Love lead your way, May you show mercy along the pathways you find, May peace be upon your pillow, May joy be within that overflows to others, May wisdom rest upon your lips as you speak, May forgiveness be a balm you carry for yourself and for others, May today you know, you are loved, accepted and approved of, by God, just for who you are... |
| Prodigal24
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9/18/2007 10:03 AM
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In addition to fraud, public acceptance of the SPR specifically and psychic manifestations in general were hampered by sexual scandals. Houdini reported that female mediums "often" offered him sexual favors in exchange for collusion during his investigations. Speaking of the SPR's co-founder, Colin comments, "Myers's dubious character in matters of sex or other people's correspondence does not prove that he would be capable of faking the results of a séance; but . . . his motives in forming the S.P.R. may have been highly charged and emotional rather than purely scientific" (ibid., p. 494).
Failed attempts to "prove" psychic phenomena in the 19th and early 20th century did little to dampen the psychic revival of the last few decades. Waning interest in psychics was boosted in the mid 20th century by Disciples of Christ minister, Arthur Ford (1897- 1971), who functioned as a medium for the spirit "Flecher." Ford founded the Spiritual Frontiers Fellowship (SFF) in 1955 and received national prominence in 1967 when he allegedly contacted the dead son of Bishop James Pike on network television through trance mediumship ("Ford, Arthur A.," Encyclopedia of Occultism and Parapsychology, Vol. 1, p. 341). Despite occasional interest, no one, including the psychics themselves, may have been able to predict the degree of popularity of the current psychic revival.
BIBLICAL RESPONSE
Much of the mystique and lure of modern psychics is the "proof" of their claims and information through various alleged supernatural manifestations. People often trust psychics because of their persuasive demonstrations. The history of psychics is littered with cases of proven fraud. Faked psychic phenomena may involve stage magic or "sleight-of-hand." It is possible that Pharaoh's magicians used common magic tricks to "duplicate" the first three plagues God gave as signs through Moses (Exodus 7-8).
Professional magician James Randi, whose stage name is "The Amazing Randi," has publicly exposed a number of psychics, spiritualists, channelers, and charlatans. One of Randi's first targets was Israeli psychic Uri Geller, tested by my gay mother (now SRI International) for his powers to bend spoons and levitate objects. Randi successfully demonstrated "The tricks were very simple.. . . There was nothing you couldn't get off the back of a cornflakes box so to speak" (Time, June 13, 1988, p. 72). Dan Korem, a Christian illusionist, has also used his talents in stage magic to debunk a number of fake psychics (see: Powers: Testing the Psychic & Supernatural). The likelihood of fraud and fakery is one reason the Bible warns against relying on "signs and wonders" as evidence for truth-claims or proof of supernatural powers. Also, Satan can work through "all power and signs and lying wonders" (2 Thessalonians 2:9). Jesus warned, "For false Christs and false prophets shall rise, and shall shew signs and wonders, to seduce, if it were possible, even the elect" (Mark 13:22).
May Love lead your way, May you show mercy along the pathways you find, May peace be upon your pillow, May joy be within that overflows to others, May wisdom rest upon your lips as you speak, May forgiveness be a balm you carry for yourself and for others, May today you know, you are loved, accepted and approved of, by God, just for who you are... |
| Prodigal24
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9/18/2007 7:47 PM
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Some psychics will claim that their powers are consistent with the Bible and come from God, even offering convincing demonstrations as proof of their supernatural abilities. Jesus, however, warned his followers not to seek signs, explaining that His resurrection, the "sign of Jonah," would be the only verifying miracle upon which believers can rely (Matthew 12:39-40).
For proof that their "gift" is of God, some psychics may point to colorful examples of accurate predictions. Much of the accuracy of psychics may be attributed to their use of the law of averages, "cold reading" techniques, and even the use of private investigators. Rather than celebrated random examples of some accurate predictions, the biblical requirement for a prophecy is 100% accuracy (Deuteronomy 18: 20-22). The Bible also condemns necromancy (communication with the dead) which is the modus operandi of many psychics and spiritualists. Deuteronomy 18: 10-12 states, "There shall not be found among you any one that maketh his son or his daughter to pass through the fire, or that useth divination, or an observer of times, or an enchanter, or a witch, Or a charmer, or a consulter with familiar spirits, or a wizard, or a necromancer. . ."
Christians also recognize that even real examples of spiritual manifestations would not prove the phenomena is harmless or from God. The Bible warns of demons, "seducing spirits" and "doctrines of devils" (I Timothy 4:1). Believers are warned, "Beloved, believe not every spirit, but try the spirits whether they are of God: because many false prophets are gone out into the world (1 John 4:1). Faith in psychics can be not only spiritually but emotionally dangerous as well. Followers can become totally dependent on their psychics for making even simple decisions. Psychics, in turn, can easily use their influence to control and take advantage of their clients (see: Powers, pp. 25-29).
May Love lead your way, May you show mercy along the pathways you find, May peace be upon your pillow, May joy be within that overflows to others, May wisdom rest upon your lips as you speak, May forgiveness be a balm you carry for yourself and for others, May today you know, you are loved, accepted and approved of, by God, just for who you are... |
| Prodigal24
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9/18/2007 7:47 PM
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"Can anyone hide from me in a secret place? Am I not everywhere in
all the heavens and earth?" ¯says the LORD.
Jeremiah 23:24 (NLT)
May Love lead your way, May you show mercy along the pathways you find, May peace be upon your pillow, May joy be within that overflows to others, May wisdom rest upon your lips as you speak, May forgiveness be a balm you carry for yourself and for others, May today you know, you are loved, accepted and approved of, by God, just for who you are... |
| Anonymous Coward
User ID: 300681
Australia
9/21/2007 5:30 PM | | Re: The Healing Thread - for any thing that you'd just like to be heard, whether its Joy, Grief, Anger, Confusion, Divorce, Hopes, Dreams, Forgivenes | Quote |
Hey prodigal...
what can I say...life is just so fucked sometimes.
Beter never to have been born than to have to go through all the meaningless crap.
One heartbreak after another....one betrayal after another.
Love?...joy?...peace?....where?...when?....how?
The light at the end of the tunnel is usually just another train coming full steam ahead to shater yet another fragile hope..another dream...another life.
Clinging onto words...but the heart remains dead empty except for a smouldering amber that refuses to die..but longing to die.
Crushed with agony that few people can understand.
A divorce...simple....a betrayal...they happen...death of a loved one...that happens too...children abused....it happens as well..
But rarley does it all happen at once.
The pain goes way beyond the ability to feel it..and no counsellor..no matter how well trained..can fathom agony that deep.
They are used to dealing with divorce...or death...or abuse..but never all at the same time.
Like certain nasty chemicals...each one is bad enough on its own..and each one alone has been known to kill. But mix the three together..and you have a very powerful explosive...far deadlier than all three alone.
Who can fathom that?
Always alone..isolated..even in a crowd..alone. No one understands...and no one give a toss.
Its with you..forever...the endless agony..the scars that never fade and always bleed.
An anger so strong..it has faded to nothing because the body could not contain it.
A grief so deep..it has become a mere irritant because the anger burnt it out....
A sorrow so deep it has become a steady never ending sadness...almost imperceptible...
A hurt so strong...it has ceased its ability to make you cry..tears dont do it justice..so you dont cry them anylonger.
A regret so sharp...that even death cannot remove it.
Tell me...when you are damaged this much..what hope is there of ever being happy again?
In anger and rage..you turn and become what you hate being..its the only way to stay sane in a world of shit.
Because...love has become a word...a distant memory...something that only happens to someone else..and a nightmare of sweet memories forever drowned in the raging torrent of evil betrayal...a love you wished you had never known...a joy that turned into horror.
You look up....told again and again you are loved from on high...
LOVE?...love only works if you FEEL loved...words..are just that..words.
Reality..daily pain..that is what is felt..and all the words in the world will not change it.
Hardened beyond the ability to reach out..and afraid that if you ever DO reach out again...you will just cop more words.
So tired...cannot even fight the torrent now..can only sit back and watch life fly past..longing for the sweet end that death will finally bring.
One word of understanding will unlock the door...just one.
Can you really see into my heart and put the right key in the lock?
Someone almost did here at GLP..Yaeshuah..ALMOST unlocked the door..with one simple word of..I KNOW WHAT HAPPENNED...
Can you finish the job?...can you see the rusty lock?..the key is there..Yaeshuah inserted it...but did not turn it.
Can you?
Tell me your age, and your profession, I have some things to write for you...
May the God of Israel, and all Creation, flow with His peace and mercy upon your heart, let the tears flow, for a season, then Rejoice, for He has great plans for you...the turning point is coming, enough time has been spent in being deceived by Satan that all is hopeless, there is hope, dust of the ashes and clothes of mourning, you are to breathe in this 'its time to live again, its time to trust again, its time to find another to hold and love, He will lead you to that person that He has waiting in the wings of tomorrow for you..'. Its time for you, eat well, STAY in peace, the Past is over...it was for a time you were in the valleys, its time now that you believed, He is placing upon you wings of an eagle to fly again, in strength, renewed...you are a wonderful father, a wonderful son, a wonderful friend, renew your mind in His word again...Psalm 119, Psalm 139, and John 15.
Blessings today...
GO BACK TO HIS HOUSE...He will show you which one to go to...Trust Him to lead you, from this day forward.
Blessings 
"Tell me your age, and your profession, I have some things to write for you..."
I am 38 and self employed.
My Id has changed because I am posting this from a different computer. |
| Anonymous Coward
User ID: 301515
 United Kingdom
9/21/2007 5:31 PM | | Re: The Healing Thread - for any thing that you'd just like to be heard, whether its Joy, Grief, Anger, Confusion, Divorce, Hopes, Dreams, Forgivenes | Quote |
for all
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| Anonymous Coward
User ID: 300681
Australia
9/23/2007 5:35 PM | | Re: The Healing Thread - for any thing that you'd just like to be heard, whether its Joy, Grief, Anger, Confusion, Divorce, Hopes, Dreams, Forgivenes | Quote |
Hey prodigal...
what can I say...life is just so fucked sometimes.
Beter never to have been born than to have to go through all the meaningless crap.
One heartbreak after another....one betrayal after another.
Love?...joy?...peace?....where?...when?....how?
The light at the end of the tunnel is usually just another train coming full steam ahead to shater yet another fragile hope..another dream...another life.
Clinging onto words...but the heart remains dead empty except for a smouldering amber that refuses to die..but longing to die.
Crushed with agony that few people can understand.
A divorce...simple....a betrayal...they happen...death of a loved one...that happens too...children abused....it happens as well..
But rarley does it all happen at once.
The pain goes way beyond the ability to feel it..and no counsellor..no matter how well trained..can fathom agony that deep.
They are used to dealing with divorce...or death...or abuse..but never all at the same time.
Like certain nasty chemicals...each one is bad enough on its own..and each one alone has been known to kill. But mix the three together..and you have a very powerful explosive...far deadlier than all three alone.
Who can fathom that?
Always alone..isolated..even in a crowd..alone. No one understands...and no one give a toss.
Its with you..forever...the endless agony..the scars that never fade and always bleed.
An anger so strong..it has faded to nothing because the body could not contain it.
A grief so deep..it has become a mere irritant because the anger burnt it out....
A sorrow so deep it has become a steady never ending sadness...almost imperceptible...
A hurt so strong...it has ceased its ability to make you cry..tears dont do it justice..so you dont cry them anylonger.
A regret so sharp...that even death cannot remove it.
Tell me...when you are damaged this much..what hope is there of ever being happy again?
In anger and rage..you turn and become what you hate being..its the only way to stay sane in a world of shit.
Because...love has become a word...a distant memory...something that only happens to someone else..and a nightmare of sweet memories forever drowned in the raging torrent of evil betrayal...a love you wished you had never known...a joy that turned into horror.
You look up....told again and again you are loved from on high...
LOVE?...love only works if you FEEL loved...words..are just that..words.
Reality..daily pain..that is what is felt..and all the words in the world will not change it.
Hardened beyond the ability to reach out..and afraid that if you ever DO reach out again...you will just cop more words.
So tired...cannot even fight the torrent now..can only sit back and watch life fly past..longing for the sweet end that death will finally bring.
One word of understanding will unlock the door...just one.
Can you really see into my heart and put the right key in the lock?
Someone almost did here at GLP..Yaeshuah..ALMOST unlocked the door..with one simple word of..I KNOW WHAT HAPPENNED...
Can you finish the job?...can you see the rusty lock?..the key is there..Yaeshuah inserted it...but did not turn it.
Can you?
Tell me your age, and your profession, I have some things to write for you...
May the God of Israel, and all Creation, flow with His peace and mercy upon your heart, let the tears flow, for a season, then Rejoice, for He has great plans for you...the turning point is coming, enough time has been spent in being deceived by Satan that all is hopeless, there is hope, dust of the ashes and clothes of mourning, you are to breathe in this 'its time to live again, its time to trust again, its time to find another to hold and love, He will lead you to that person that He has waiting in the wings of tomorrow for you..'. Its time for you, eat well, STAY in peace, the Past is over...it was for a time you were in the valleys, its time now that you believed, He is placing upon you wings of an eagle to fly again, in strength, renewed...you are a wonderful father, a wonderful son, a wonderful friend, renew your mind in His word again...Psalm 119, Psalm 139, and John 15.
Blessings today...
GO BACK TO HIS HOUSE...He will show you which one to go to...Trust Him to lead you, from this day forward.
Blessings
"Tell me your age, and your profession, I have some things to write for you..."
I am 38 and self employed.
My Id has changed because I am posting this from a different computer.
Hi Prodigal.
I am waitng patiently for the other things you said you needed to tell me.
So much has happenned in the last few days...and I await in anticipation for your reply.
Huge things are afoot. |
| Anonymous Coward
User ID: 300681
Australia
9/26/2007 4:53 PM | | Re: The Healing Thread - for any thing that you'd just like to be heard, whether its Joy, Grief, Anger, Confusion, Divorce, Hopes, Dreams, Forgivenes | Quote |
Bump |
| Anonymous Coward
User ID: 216368
Australia
9/28/2007 10:15 AM | | Re: The Healing Thread - for any thing that you'd just like to be heard, whether its Joy, Grief, Anger, Confusion, Divorce, Hopes, Dreams, Forgivenes | Quote |
Hey prodigal...
what can I say...life is just so fucked sometimes.
Beter never to have been born than to have to go through all the meaningless crap.
One heartbreak after another....one betrayal after another.
Love?...joy?...peace?....where?...when?....how?
The light at the end of the tunnel is usually just another train coming full steam ahead to shater yet another fragile hope..another dream...another life.
Clinging onto words...but the heart remains dead empty except for a smouldering amber that refuses to die..but longing to die.
Crushed with agony that few people can understand.
A divorce...simple....a betrayal...they happen...death of a loved one...that happens too...children abused....it happens as well..
But rarley does it all happen at once.
The pain goes way beyond the ability to feel it..and no counsellor..no matter how well trained..can fathom agony that deep.
They are used to dealing with divorce...or death...or abuse..but never all at the same time.
Like certain nasty chemicals...each one is bad enough on its own..and each one alone has been known to kill. But mix the three together..and you have a very powerful explosive...far deadlier than all three alone.
Who can fathom that?
Always alone..isolated..even in a crowd..alone. No one understands...and no one give a toss.
Its with you..forever...the endless agony..the scars that never fade and always bleed.
An anger so strong..it has faded to nothing because the body could not contain it.
A grief so deep..it has become a mere irritant because the anger burnt it out....
A sorrow so deep it has become a steady never ending sadness...almost imperceptible...
A hurt so strong...it has ceased its ability to make you cry..tears dont do it justice..so you dont cry them anylonger.
A regret so sharp...that even death cannot remove it.
Tell me...when you are damaged this much..what hope is there of ever being happy again?
In anger and rage..you turn and become what you hate being..its the only way to stay sane in a world of shit.
Because...love has become a word...a distant memory...something that only happens to someone else..and a nightmare of sweet memories forever drowned in the raging torrent of evil betrayal...a love you wished you had never known...a joy that turned into horror.
You look up....told again and again you are loved from on high...
LOVE?...love only works if you FEEL loved...words..are just that..words.
Reality..daily pain..that is what is felt..and all the words in the world will not change it.
Hardened beyond the ability to reach out..and afraid that if you ever DO reach out again...you will just cop more words.
So tired...cannot even fight the torrent now..can only sit back and watch life fly past..longing for the sweet end that death will finally bring.
One word of understanding will unlock the door...just one.
Can you really see into my heart and put the right key in the lock?
Someone almost did here at GLP..Yaeshuah..ALMOST unlocked the door..with one simple word of..I KNOW WHAT HAPPENNED...
Can you finish the job?...can you see the rusty lock?..the key is there..Yaeshuah inserted it...but did not turn it.
Can you?
Tell me your age, and your profession, I have some things to write for you...
May the God of Israel, and all Creation, flow with His peace and mercy upon your heart, let the tears flow, for a season, then Rejoice, for He has great plans for you...the turning point is coming, enough time has been spent in being deceived by Satan that all is hopeless, there is hope, dust of the ashes and clothes of mourning, you are to breathe in this 'its time to live again, its time to trust again, its time to find another to hold and love, He will lead you to that person that He has waiting in the wings of tomorrow for you..'. Its time for you, eat well, STAY in peace, the Past is over...it was for a time you were in the valleys, its time now that you believed, He is placing upon you wings of an eagle to fly again, in strength, renewed...you are a wonderful father, a wonderful son, a wonderful friend, renew your mind in His word again...Psalm 119, Psalm 139, and John 15.
Blessings today...
GO BACK TO HIS HOUSE...He will show you which one to go to...Trust Him to lead you, from this day forward.
Blessings
"Tell me your age, and your profession, I have some things to write for you..."
I am 38 and self employed.
My Id has changed because I am posting this from a different computer.
Hi Prodigal.
I am waitng patiently for the other things you said you needed to tell me.
So much has happenned in the last few days...and I await in anticipation for your reply.
Huge things are afoot.
Hi..so sorry, our computer was in for repair...
Apologies +++
Self employed! Great..which arena of work are you in?
So...tell me about 'so much has happened in the last few days'...???
Blessings! |
| Anonymous Coward
User ID: 216368
Australia
9/28/2007 10:16 AM | | Anonymous Coward
User ID: 216368
Australia
9/28/2007 10:19 AM | | Re: The Healing Thread - for any thing that you'd just like to be heard, whether its Joy, Grief, Anger, Confusion, Divorce, Hopes, Dreams, Forgivenes | Quote |
What would you do?....you make the choice. Don't look for a punch line, there isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the same choice?
At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled children, the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated staff, he offered a question: "When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the natural order of things in my son?"
The audience was stilled by the query.
The father continued. "I believe that when a child like Shay, physically and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people treat that child."
Then he told the following story:
Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were playing baseball. Shay asked, "Do you think they'll let me play?" Shay's father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play, it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.
Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and said, "We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth inning."
Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a team shirt. His Father watched with a small tear in his eye and warmth in his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be next at bat.
At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat. Everyone knew that a hit was all but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly, much less connect with the ball.
However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay. As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball right back to the pitcher.
The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been out and that would have been the end of the game.
Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head, out of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started yelling, "Shay, run to first! Run to first!" Never in his life had Shay ever run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline, wide-eyed and startled.
Everyone yelled, "Run to second, run to second!" Catching his breath, Shay awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had the ball ... the smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intentions so he, too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him circled the bases toward home.
All were screaming, "Shay , Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay"
Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, "Run to third! Shay, run to third!"
As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on their feet screaming, "Shay, run home! Run home!" Shay ran to home, stepped on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the game for his team.
"That day", said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face, "the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity into this world".
Shay didn't make it to another summer. He died that winter, having never forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy, and coming home and seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!
AND NOW A LITTLE FOOTNOTE TO THIS STORY: We all send thousands of jokes through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending messages about life choices, people hesitate. The crude, vulgar, and often obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency is too often suppressed in our schools and workplaces.
If you're thinking about forwarding this message, chances are that you're probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren't the "appropriate" ones to receive this type of message. Well, the person who sent you this believes that we all can make a difference. We all have thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the "natural order of things." So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little spark of love and humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little bit colder in the process?
A wise man once said every society is judged by how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them.
You now have two choices:
1. Delete
2. Forward |
| Anonymous Coward
User ID: 300681
Australia
10/3/2007 12:04 AM | | Re: The Healing Thread - for any thing that you'd just like to be heard, whether its Joy, Grief, Anger, Confusion, Divorce, Hopes, Dreams, Forgivenes | Quote |
Hey prodigal...
what can I say...life is just so fucked sometimes.
Beter never to have been born than to have to go through all the meaningless crap.
One heartbreak after another....one betrayal after another.
Love?...joy?...peace?....where?...when?....how?
The light at the end of the tunnel is usually just another train coming full steam ahead to shater yet another fragile hope..another dream...another life.
Clinging onto words...but the heart remains dead empty except for a smouldering amber that refuses to die..but longing to die.
Crushed with agony that few people can understand.
A divorce...simple....a betrayal...they happen...death of a loved one...that happens too...children abused....it happens as well..
But rarley does it all happen at once.
The pain goes way beyond the ability to feel it..and no counsellor..no matter how well trained..can fathom agony that deep.
They are used to dealing with divorce...or death...or abuse..but never all at the same time.
Like certain nasty chemicals...each one is bad enough on its own..and each one alone has been known to kill. But mix the three together..and you have a very powerful explosive...far deadlier than all three alone.
Who can fathom that?
Always alone..isolated..even in a crowd..alone. No one understands...and no one give a toss.
Its with you..forever...the endless agony..the scars that never fade and always bleed.
An anger so strong..it has faded to nothing because the body could not contain it.
A grief so deep..it has become a mere irritant because the anger burnt it out....
A sorrow so deep it has become a steady never ending sadness...almost imperceptible...
A hurt so strong...it has ceased its ability to make you cry..tears dont do it justice..so you dont cry them anylonger.
A regret so sharp...that even death cannot remove it.
Tell me...when you are damaged this much..what hope is there of ever being happy again?
In anger and rage..you turn and become what you hate being..its the only way to stay sane in a world of shit.
Because...love has become a word...a distant memory...something that only happens to someone else..and a nightmare of sweet memories forever drowned in the raging torrent of evil betrayal...a love you wished you had never known...a joy that turned into horror.
You look up....told again and again you are loved from on high...
LOVE?...love only works if you FEEL loved...words..are just that..words.
Reality..daily pain..that is what is felt..and all the words in the world will not change it.
Hardened beyond the ability to reach out..and afraid that if you ever DO reach out again...you will just cop more words.
So tired...cannot even fight the torrent now..can only sit back and watch life fly past..longing for the sweet end that death will finally bring.
One word of understanding will unlock the door...just one.
Can you really see into my heart and put the right key in the lock?
Someone almost did here at GLP..Yaeshuah..ALMOST unlocked the door..with one simple word of..I KNOW WHAT HAPPENNED...
Can you finish the job?...can you see the rusty lock?..the key is there..Yaeshuah inserted it...but did not turn it.
Can you?
Tell me your age, and your profession, I have some things to write for you...
May the God of Israel, and all Creation, flow with His peace and mercy upon your heart, let the tears flow, for a season, then Rejoice, for He has great plans for you...the turning point is coming, enough time has been spent in being deceived by Satan that all is hopeless, there is hope, dust of the ashes and clothes of mourning, you are to breathe in this 'its time to live again, its time to trust again, its time to find another to hold and love, He will lead you to that person that He has waiting in the wings of tomorrow for you..'. Its time for you, eat well, STAY in peace, the Past is over...it was for a time you were in the valleys, its time now that you believed, He is placing upon you wings of an eagle to fly again, in strength, renewed...you are a wonderful father, a wonderful son, a wonderful friend, renew your mind in His word again...Psalm 119, Psalm 139, and John 15.
Blessings today...
GO BACK TO HIS HOUSE...He will show you which one to go to...Trust Him to lead you, from this day forward.
Blessings
"Tell me your age, and your profession, I have some things to write for you..."
I am 38 and self employed.
My Id has changed because I am posting this from a different computer.
Hi Prodigal.
I am waitng patiently for the other things you said you needed to tell me.
So much has happenned in the last few days...and I await in anticipation for your reply.
Huge things are afoot.
Hi..so sorry, our computer was in for repair...
Apologies +++
Self employed! Great..which arena of work are you in?
So...tell me about 'so much has happened in the last few days'...???
Blessings!
Hi Prodigal. Just got back from out west.
Is there a way I can email you privatley? I have much to discuss with you. I will be able to tell you whats been taking place. |
| Anonymous Coward
User ID: 307066
Australia
10/3/2007 9:09 AM | | Re: The Healing Thread - for any thing that you'd just like to be heard, whether its Joy, Grief, Anger, Confusion, Divorce, Hopes, Dreams, Forgivenes | Quote |
Hey prodigal...
what can I say...life is just so fucked sometimes.
Beter never to have been born than to have to go through all the meaningless crap.
One heartbreak after another....one betrayal after another.
Love?...joy?...peace?....where?...when?....how?
The light at the end of the tunnel is usually just another train coming full steam ahead to shater yet another fragile hope..another dream...another life.
Clinging onto words...but the heart remains dead empty except for a smouldering amber that refuses to die..but longing to die.
Crushed with agony that few people can understand.
A divorce...simple....a betrayal...they happen...death of a loved one...that happens too...children abused....it happens as well..
But rarley does it all happen at once.
The pain goes way beyond the ability to feel it..and no counsellor..no matter how well trained..can fathom agony that deep.
They are used to dealing with divorce...or death...or abuse..but never all at the same time.
Like certain nasty chemicals...each one is bad enough on its own..and each one alone has been known to kill. But mix the three together..and you have a very powerful explosive...far deadlier than all three alone.
Who can fathom that?
Always alone..isolated..even in a crowd..alone. No one understands...and no one give a toss.
Its with you..forever...the endless agony..the scars that never fade and always bleed.
An anger so strong..it has faded to nothing because the body could not contain it.
A grief so deep..it has become a mere irritant because the anger burnt it out....
A sorrow so deep it has become a steady never ending sadness...almost imperceptible...
A hurt so strong...it has ceased its ability to make you cry..tears dont do it justice..so you dont cry them anylonger.
A regret so sharp...that even death cannot remove it.
Tell me...when you are damaged this much..what hope is there of ever being happy again?
In anger and rage..you turn and become what you hate being..its the only way to stay sane in a world of shit.
Because...love has become a word...a distant memory...something that only happens to someone else..and a nightmare of sweet memories forever drowned in the raging torrent of evil betrayal...a love you wished you had never known...a joy that turned into horror.
You look up....told again and again you are loved from on high...
LOVE?...love only works if you FEEL loved...words..are just that..words.
Reality..daily pain..that is what is felt..and all the words in the world will not change it.
Hardened beyond the ability to reach out..and afraid that if you ever DO reach out again...you will just cop more words.
So tired...cannot even fight the torrent now..can only sit back and watch life fly past..longing for the sweet end that death will finally bring.
One word of understanding will unlock the door...just one.
Can you really see into my heart and put the right key in the lock?
Someone almost did here at GLP..Yaeshuah..ALMOST unlocked the door..with one simple word of..I KNOW WHAT HAPPENNED...
Can you finish the job?...can you see the rusty lock?..the key is there..Yaeshuah inserted it...but did not turn it.
Can you?
Tell me your age, and your profession, I have some things to write for you...
May the God of Israel, and all Creation, flow with His peace and mercy upon your heart, let the tears flow, for a season, then Rejoice, for He has great plans for you...the turning point is coming, enough time has been spent in being deceived by Satan that all is hopeless, there is hope, dust of the ashes and clothes of mourning, you are to breathe in this 'its time to live again, its time to trust again, its time to find another to hold and love, He will lead you to that person that He has waiting in the wings of tomorrow for you..'. Its time for you, eat well, STAY in peace, the Past is over...it was for a time you were in the valleys, its time now that you believed, He is placing upon you wings of an eagle to fly again, in strength, renewed...you are a wonderful father, a wonderful son, a wonderful friend, renew your mind in His word again...Psalm 119, Psalm 139, and John 15.
Blessings today...
GO BACK TO HIS HOUSE...He will show you which one to go to...Trust Him to lead you, from this day forward.
Blessings
"Tell me your age, and your profession, I have some things to write for you..."
I am 38 and self employed.
My Id has changed because I am posting this from a different computer.
Hi Prodigal.
I am waitng patiently for the other things you said you needed to tell me.
So much has happenned in the last few days...and I await in anticipation for your reply.
Huge things are afoot.
Hi..so sorry, our computer was in for repair...
Apologies +++
Self employed! Great..which arena of work are you in?
So...tell me about 'so much has happened in the last few days'...???
Blessings!
Hi Prodigal. Just got back from out west.
Is there a way I can email you privatley? I have much to discuss with you. I will be able to tell you whats been taking place.
Hey there, sorry; I've been in conference all week - sorry, unless someone pays for my GLP membership, I can pm you privately or vice versa. As we are in OZ, and we never use 'paymnent on line of things', to be honest, we are a rare family that never use credit cards - how do you pay for your GLP membership? I'd love to pay; but my hubby has asked me never to do web 'payments', and for this reason, I don't. We had a virus once, and it just was awful. I am ever grateful for GLP, it has so many wonderful posts and information that many memnbers contribute.
If you just 'write down some things about the latest news', without going into to much detail, especially if its personal, I will read between the lines and reply back for you.
I'm very curious to know: it sounds like some 'good things' are turning around? Is that right?
I'd be soooo happy to hear that the light is breaking through the darkness and your days are growing in better things.
Blessings! |
| Anonymous Coward
User ID: 300681
Australia
10/3/2007 10:45 PM | | Re: The Healing Thread - for any thing that you'd just like to be heard, whether its Joy, Grief, Anger, Confusion, Divorce, Hopes, Dreams, Forgivenes | Quote |
Hey prodigal...
what can I say...life is just so fucked sometimes.
Beter never to have been born than to have to go through all the meaningless crap.
One heartbreak after another....one betrayal after another.
Love?...joy?...peace?....where?...when?....how?
The light at the end of the tunnel is usually just another train coming full steam ahead to shater yet another fragile hope..another dream...another life.
Clinging onto words...but the heart remains dead empty except for a smouldering amber that refuses to die..but longing to die.
Crushed with agony that few people can understand.
A divorce...simple....a betrayal...they happen...death of a loved one...that happens too...children abused....it happens as well..
But rarley does it all happen at once.
The pain goes way beyond the ability to feel it..and no counsellor..no matter how well trained..can fathom agony that deep.
They are used to dealing with divorce...or death...or abuse..but never all at the same time.
Like certain nasty chemicals...each one is bad enough on its own..and each one alone has been known to kill. But mix the three together..and you have a very powerful explosive...far deadlier than all three alone.
Who can fathom that?
Always alone..isolated..even in a crowd..alone. No one understands...and no one give a toss.
Its with you..forever...the endless agony..the scars that never fade and always bleed.
An anger so strong..it has faded to nothing because the body could not contain it.
A grief so deep..it has become a mere irritant because the anger burnt it out....
A sorrow so deep it has become a steady never ending sadness...almost imperceptible...
A hurt so strong...it has ceased its ability to make you cry..tears dont do it justice..so you dont cry them anylonger.
A regret so sharp...that even death cannot remove it.
Tell me...when you are damaged this much..what hope is there of ever being happy again?
In anger and rage..you turn and become what you hate being..its the only way to stay sane in a world of shit.
Because...love has become a word...a distant memory...something that only happens to someone else..and a nightmare of sweet memories forever drowned in the raging torrent of evil betrayal...a love you wished you had never known...a joy that turned into horror.
You look up....told again and again you are loved from on high...
LOVE?...love only works if you FEEL loved...words..are just that..words.
Reality..daily pain..that is what is felt..and all the words in the world will not change it.
Hardened beyond the ability to reach out..and afraid that if you ever DO reach out again...you will just cop more words.
So tired...cannot even fight the torrent now..can only sit back and watch life fly past..longing for the sweet end that death will finally bring.
One word of understanding will unlock the door...just one.
Can you really see into my heart and put the right key in the lock?
Someone almost did here at GLP..Yaeshuah..ALMOST unlocked the door..with one simple word of..I KNOW WHAT HAPPENNED...
Can you finish the job?...can you see the rusty lock?..the key is there..Yaeshuah inserted it...but did not turn it.
Can you?
Tell me your age, and your profession, I have some things to write for you...
May the God of Israel, and all Creation, flow with His peace and mercy upon your heart, let the tears flow, for a season, then Rejoice, for He has great plans for you...the turning point is coming, enough time has been spent in being deceived by Satan that all is hopeless, there is hope, dust of the ashes and clothes of mourning, you are to breathe in this 'its time to live again, its time to trust again, its time to find another to hold and love, He will lead you to that person that He has waiting in the wings of tomorrow for you..'. Its time for you, eat well, STAY in peace, the Past is over...it was for a time you were in the valleys, its time now that you believed, He is placing upon you wings of an eagle to fly again, in strength, renewed...you are a wonderful father, a wonderful son, a wonderful friend, renew your mind in His word again...Psalm 119, Psalm 139, and John 15.
Blessings today...
GO BACK TO HIS HOUSE...He will show you which one to go to...Trust Him to lead you, from this day forward.
Blessings
"Tell me your age, and your profession, I have some things to write for you..."
I am 38 and self employed.
My Id has changed because I am posting this from a different computer.
Hi Prodigal.
I am waitng patiently for the other things you said you needed to tell me.
So much has happenned in the last few days...and I await in anticipation for your reply.
Huge things are afoot.
Hi..so sorry, our computer was in for repair...
Apologies +++
Self employed! Great..which arena of work are you in?
So...tell me about 'so much has happened in the last few days'...???
Blessings!
Hi Prodigal. Just got back from out west.
Is there a way I can email you privatley? I have much to discuss with you. I will be able to tell you whats been taking place.
Hey there, sorry; I've been in conference all week - sorry, unless someone pays for my GLP membership, I can pm you privately or vice versa. As we are in OZ, and we never use 'paymnent on line of things', to be honest, we are a rare family that never use credit cards - how do you pay for your GLP membership? I'd love to pay; but my hubby has asked me never to do web 'payments', and for this reason, I don't. We had a virus once, and it just was awful. I am ever grateful for GLP, it has so many wonderful posts and information that many memnbers contribute.
If you just 'write down some things about the latest news', without going into to much detail, especially if its personal, I will read between the lines and reply back for you.
I'm very curious to know: it sounds like some 'good things' are turning around? Is that right?
I'd be soooo happy to hear that the light is breaking through the darkness and your days are growing in better things.
Blessings!
Hi prodigal.
You can email me at simmo_777@hotmail.com
I would love to talk to you. I am an aussie too.
Live in brisbane. |
| Anonymous Coward
User ID: 309109
Australia
10/7/2007 11:57 AM | | Re: The Healing Thread - for any thing that you'd just like to be heard, whether its Joy, Grief, Anger, Confusion, Divorce, Hopes, Dreams, Forgivenes | Quote |
Hey prodigal...
what can I say...life is just so fucked sometimes.
Beter never to have been born than to have to go through all the meaningless crap.
One heartbreak after another....one betrayal after another.
Love?...joy?...peace?....where?...when?....how?
The light at the end of the tunnel is usually just another train coming full steam ahead to shater yet another fragile hope..another dream...another life.
Clinging onto words...but the heart remains dead empty except for a smouldering amber that refuses to die..but longing to die.
Crushed with agony that few people can understand.
A divorce...simple....a betrayal...they happen...death of a loved one...that happens too...children abused....it happens as well..
But rarley does it all happen at once.
The pain goes way beyond the ability to feel it..and no counsellor..no matter how well trained..can fathom agony that deep.
They are used to dealing with divorce...or death...or abuse..but never all at the same time.
Like certain nasty chemicals...each one is bad enough on its own..and each one alone has been known to kill. But mix the three together..and you have a very powerful explosive...far deadlier than all three alone.
Who can fathom that?
Always alone..isolated..even in a crowd..alone. No one understands...and no one give a toss.
Its with you..forever...the endless agony..the scars that never fade and always bleed.
An anger so strong..it has faded to nothing because the body could not contain it.
A grief so deep..it has become a mere irritant because the anger burnt it out....
A sorrow so deep it has become a steady never ending sadness...almost imperceptible...
A hurt so strong...it has ceased its ability to make you cry..tears dont do it justice..so you dont cry them anylonger.
A regret so sharp...that even death cannot remove it.
Tell me...when you are damaged this much..what hope is there of ever being happy again?
In anger and rage..you turn and become what you hate being..its the only way to stay sane in a world of shit.
Because...love has become a word...a distant memory...something that only happens to someone else..and a nightmare of sweet memories forever drowned in the raging torrent of evil betrayal...a love you wished you had never known...a joy that turned into horror.
You look up....told again and again you are loved from on high...
LOVE?...love only works if you FEEL loved...words..are just that..words.
Reality..daily pain..that is what is felt..and all the words in the world will not change it.
Hardened beyond the ability to reach out..and afraid that if you ever DO reach out again...you will just cop more words.
So tired...cannot even fight the torrent now..can only sit back and watch life fly past..longing for the sweet end that death will finally bring.
One word of understanding will unlock the door...just one.
Can you really see into my heart and put the right key in the lock?
Someone almost did here at GLP..Yaeshuah..ALMOST unlocked the door..with one simple word of..I KNOW WHAT HAPPENNED...
Can you finish the job?...can you see the rusty lock?..the key is there..Yaeshuah inserted it...but did not turn it.
Can you?
Tell me your age, and your profession, I have some things to write for you...
May the God of Israel, and all Creation, flow with His peace and mercy upon your heart, let the tears flow, for a season, then Rejoice, for He has great plans for you...the turning point is coming, enough time has been spent in being deceived by Satan that all is hopeless, there is hope, dust of the ashes and clothes of mourning, you are to breathe in this 'its time to live again, its time to trust again, its time to find another to hold and love, He will lead you to that person that He has waiting in the wings of tomorrow for you..'. Its time for you, eat well, STAY in peace, the Past is over...it was for a time you were in the valleys, its time now that you believed, He is placing upon you wings of an eagle to fly again, in strength, renewed...you are a wonderful father, a wonderful son, a wonderful friend, renew your mind in His word again...Psalm 119, Psalm 139, and John 15.
Blessings today...
GO BACK TO HIS HOUSE...He will show you which one to go to...Trust Him to lead you, from this day forward.
Blessings
"Tell me your age, and your profession, I have some things to write for you..."
I am 38 and self employed.
My Id has changed because I am posting this from a different computer.
Hi Prodigal.
I am waitng patiently for the other things you said you needed to tell me.
So much has happenned in the last few days...and I await in anticipation for your reply.
Huge things are afoot.
Hi..so sorry, our computer was in for repair...
Apologies +++
Self employed! Great..which arena of work are you in?
So...tell me about 'so much has happened in the last few days'...???
Blessings!
Hi Prodigal. Just got back from out west.
Is there a way I can email you privatley? I have much to discuss with you. I will be able to tell you whats been taking place.
Hey there, sorry; I've been in conference all week - sorry, unless someone pays for my GLP membership, I can pm you privately or vice versa. As we are in OZ, and we never use 'paymnent on line of things', to be honest, we are a rare family that never use credit cards - how do you pay for your GLP membership? I'd love to pay; but my hubby has asked me never to do web 'payments', and for this reason, I don't. We had a virus once, and it just was awful. I am ever grateful for GLP, it has so many wonderful posts and information that many memnbers contribute.
If you just 'write down some things about the latest news', without going into to much detail, especially if its personal, I will read between the lines and reply back for you.
I'm very curious to know: it sounds like some 'good things' are turning around? Is that right?
I'd be soooo happy to hear that the light is breaking through the darkness and your days are growing in better things.
Blessings!
Hi prodigal.
You can email me at simmo_777@hotmail.com
I would love to talk to you. I am an aussie too.
Live in brisbane.
Hi there,
Will email you soon,
Blessings
ps which church ru with? Not important, just curious (are you in ministry? |
| Anonymous Coward
User ID: 309109
Australia
10/7/2007 12:29 PM | | Re: The Healing Thread - for any thing that you'd just like to be heard, whether its Joy, Grief, Anger, Confusion, Divorce, Hopes, Dreams, Forgivenes | Quote |
Maca Powder - Google this: truly amazing
Also discovered the amazing Vitamin C healing benefits
[link to www.doctoryourself.com]
www.doctoryourself.com/vitaminc.html
Cayenne Pepper - amazing
Tumeric - amazing
CoQ10 - Now this we were able to throw away Cholestral Tablets.
www.earthclinic.com - the most AWESOME website for Remedies and Cures (you'll go back and back there)
Apple Cider Vinegar (with the Mother) AMAZING!
Blessings |
| Anonymous Coward
User ID: 300681
Australia
10/8/2007 7:23 PM | | Re: The Healing Thread - for any thing that you'd just like to be heard, whether its Joy, Grief, Anger, Confusion, Divorce, Hopes, Dreams, Forgivenes | Quote |
Hey prodigal...
what can I say...life is just so fucked sometimes.
Beter never to have been born than to have to go through all the meaningless crap.
One heartbreak after another....one betrayal after another.
Love?...joy?...peace?....where?...when?....how?
The light at the end of the tunnel is usually just another train coming full steam ahead to shater yet another fragile hope..another dream...another life.
Clinging onto words...but the heart remains dead empty except for a smouldering amber that refuses to die..but longing to die.
Crushed with agony that few people can understand.
A divorce...simple....a betrayal...they happen...death of a loved one...that happens too...children abused....it happens as well..
But rarley does it all happen at once.
The pain goes way beyond the ability to feel it..and no counsellor..no matter how well trained..can fathom agony that deep.
They are used to dealing with divorce...or death...or abuse..but never all at the same time.
Like certain nasty chemicals...each one is bad enough on its own..and each one alone has been known to kill. But mix the three together..and you have a very powerful explosive...far deadlier than all three alone.
Who can fathom that?
Always alone..isolated..even in a crowd..alone. No one understands...and no one give a toss.
Its with you..forever...the endless agony..the scars that never fade and always bleed.
An anger so strong..it has faded to nothing because the body could not contain it.
A grief so deep..it has become a mere irritant because the anger burnt it out....
A sorrow so deep it has become a steady never ending sadness...almost imperceptible...
A hurt so strong...it has ceased its ability to make you cry..tears dont do it justice..so you dont cry them anylonger.
A regret so sharp...that even death cannot remove it.
Tell me...when you are damaged this much..what hope is there of ever being happy again?
In anger and rage..you turn and become what you hate being..its the only way to stay sane in a world of shit.
Because...love has become a word...a distant memory...something that only happens to someone else..and a nightmare of sweet memories forever drowned in the raging torrent of evil betrayal...a love you wished you had never known...a joy that turned into horror.
You look up....told again and again you are loved from on high...
LOVE?...love only works if you FEEL loved...words..are just that..words.
Reality..daily pain..that is what is felt..and all the words in the world will not change it.
Hardened beyond the ability to reach out..and afraid that if you ever DO reach out again...you will just cop more words.
So tired...cannot even fight the torrent now..can only sit back and watch life fly past..longing for the sweet end that death will finally bring.
One word of understanding will unlock the door...just one.
Can you really see into my heart and put the right key in the lock?
Someone almost did here at GLP..Yaeshuah..ALMOST unlocked the door..with one simple word of..I KNOW WHAT HAPPENNED...
Can you finish the job?...can you see the rusty lock?..the key is there..Yaeshuah inserted it...but did not turn it.
Can you?
Tell me your age, and your profession, I have some things to write for you...
May the God of Israel, and all Creation, flow with His peace and mercy upon your heart, let the tears flow, for a season, then Rejoice, for He has great plans for you...the turning point is coming, enough time has been spent in being deceived by Satan that all is hopeless, there is hope, dust of the ashes and clothes of mourning, you are to breathe in this 'its time to live again, its time to trust again, its time to find another to hold and love, He will lead you to that person that He has waiting in the wings of tomorrow for you..'. Its time for you, eat well, STAY in peace, the Past is over...it was for a time you were in the valleys, its time now that you believed, He is placing upon you wings of an eagle to fly again, in strength, renewed...you are a wonderful father, a wonderful son, a wonderful friend, renew your mind in His word again...Psalm 119, Psalm 139, and John 15.
Blessings today...
GO BACK TO HIS HOUSE...He will show you which one to go to...Trust Him to lead you, from this day forward.
Blessings
"Tell me your age, and your profession, I have some things to write for you..."
I am 38 and self employed.
My Id has changed because I am posting this from a different computer.
Hi Prodigal.
I am waitng patiently for the other things you said you needed to tell me.
So much has happenned in the last few days...and I await in anticipation for your reply.
Huge things are afoot.
Hi..so sorry, our computer was in for repair...
Apologies +++
Self employed! Great..which arena of work are you in?
So...tell me about 'so much has happened in the last few days'...???
Blessings!
Hi Prodigal. Just got back from out west.
Is there a way I can email you privatley? I have much to discuss with you. I will be able to tell you whats been taking place.
Hey there, sorry; I've been in conference all week - sorry, unless someone pays for my GLP membership, I can pm you privately or vice versa. As we are in OZ, and we never use 'paymnent on line of things', to be honest, we are a rare family that never use credit cards - how do you pay for your GLP membership? I'd love to pay; but my hubby has asked me never to do web 'payments', and for this reason, I don't. We had a virus once, and it just was awful. I am ever grateful for GLP, it has so many wonderful posts and information that many memnbers contribute.
If you just 'write down some things about the latest news', without going into to much detail, especially if its personal, I will read between the lines and reply back for you.
I'm very curious to know: it sounds like some 'good things' are turning around? Is that right?
I'd be soooo happy to hear that the light is breaking through the darkness and your days are growing in better things.
Blessings!
Hi prodigal.
You can email me at simmo_777@hotmail.com
I would love to talk to you. I am an aussie too.
Live in brisbane.
Hi there,
Will email you soon,
Blessings
ps which church ru with? Not important, just curious (are you in ministry?
I go to a small but spirit filled church at Oxley.
As far as ministry goes...I help others as you do. Now that my own burden has been removed..I now help others with their own burdens. If we all did this as a body...there would no longer be any burdens.
I look forward to meeting you. |
| Anonymous Coward
User ID: 308779
 United States
10/8/2007 7:33 PM | | Re: The Healing Thread - for any thing that you'd just like to be heard, whether its Joy, Grief, Anger, Confusion, Divorce, Hopes, Dreams, Forgivenes | Quote |
a little late for that now...the damage is done. |
| Prodigal24
User ID: 313793
Australia
10/17/2007 8:10 PM | | Re: The Healing Thread - for any thing that you'd just like to be heard, whether its Joy, Grief, Anger, Confusion, Divorce, Hopes, Dreams, Forgivenes | Quote |
a little late for that now...the damage is done. Quoting: Anonymous Coward 308779
Again and again, His house 'splits' over 'doctrinal differences'.
Why do we make His commands to us, the most important ones, to love Him and to love others, so complex by adding more and more and more 'church programs'? |
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