I don't know if this will help, but can sort of see from both perspectives.........please bear with me, this is probably going to be long.......
I was brought up in a very loving family. We attended the Episcopalian church and my mother was extremely devout and was VERY ACTIVE within the parish and insisted we all be actively involved. My older brother was so intensely drawn to the church that he considered becoming a priest or a monk, before he was murdered just prior to his 22nd birthday. I was 15, just about to turn 16 at the time.....
I have to say that our family's faith held us and kept us close together. And I thank God - LITERALLY for that. Attending church and having the support of the priest and members of the congregation was wonderful. I will never forget that. It was also partly responsible for helping my father (who had been an agnostic up until then) admit that there WAS something more.....there WAS a Life after Death.......and he agreed to be Baptized as a Christian.
However, the other things that happened that year - plus what followed, was an eye-openner. There is no way I can share with you EVERYTHING or this would be a NOVEL. But my mother, my younger brother, a close family friend, and I -- ALL received actual visits and signs from my older brother, Dan, after he passed. I can only speak for my OWN visiits. The others I was not witness to, but have no reason to not believe them because of their content........one in particular was prior to our even knowing of my Dad's Baptism, but Dan knew it was going to happen.
Sadly, the organized church, at that time, felt that our experiences were not acceptable and were evil. Yes, I do know evil. I've experienced it more than once. And it is frightening.
I continued to attend services both at my family church and also the Roman Catholic church where my new husband had been brought up. (We were married with the blessing of BOTH churches at that time and with FOUR PRIESTS to bless us! LOL! )
I know I'm laying my spleen out on the line here........and this is getting very long. But I want you all to understand where I'm coming from. It was not an easy choice because it went against all that I was raised with.
But in the end, because of my (and my family's) "Spiritual" experiences.....and I do continue to have them......I was labelled, according to the local priest in this area now, I am going to go to H*ll.
I do not accept what that priest says......for several reasons -- The first is, he is a Human Being with probably as many faults as I have, so how can he judge? -- Also, I have researched the ORIGINAL SCRIPTURES, probably more than many. And more importantly, I know what is in MY HEART.
And therein lies THE TRUTH.... I know that God in the end knows what is in MY HEART and how I have lived my life the best that I've known how........and that is all that matters. Period.
Sorry for all that......because the important part of my post is summed up in that one last paragraph. Guess I just wanted to show you how I got to that simple truth.........It's taken me almost a half century
And that's how I've lost(?) and found my faith.....going back to answer the orignal post.
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MA
I was brought up in a very loving family. We attended the Episcopalian church and my mother was extremely devout and was VERY ACTIVE within the parish and insisted we all be actively involved. My older brother was so intensely drawn to the church that he considered becoming a priest or a monk, before he was murdered just prior to his 22nd birthday. I was 15, just about to turn 16 at the time.....
I have to say that our family's faith held us and kept us close together. And I thank God - LITERALLY for that. Attending church and having the support of the priest and members of the congregation was wonderful. I will never forget that. It was also partly responsible for helping my father (who had been an agnostic up until then) admit that there WAS something more.....there WAS a Life after Death.......and he agreed to be Baptized as a Christian.
However, the other things that happened that year - plus what followed, was an eye-openner. There is no way I can share with you EVERYTHING or this would be a NOVEL. But my mother, my younger brother, a close family friend, and I -- ALL received actual visits and signs from my older brother, Dan, after he passed. I can only speak for my OWN visiits. The others I was not witness to, but have no reason to not believe them because of their content........one in particular was prior to our even knowing of my Dad's Baptism, but Dan knew it was going to happen.
Sadly, the organized church, at that time, felt that our experiences were not acceptable and were evil. Yes, I do know evil. I've experienced it more than once. And it is frightening.
I continued to attend services both at my family church and also the Roman Catholic church where my new husband had been brought up. (We were married with the blessing of BOTH churches at that time and with FOUR PRIESTS to bless us! LOL! )
I know I'm laying my spleen out on the line here........and this is getting very long. But I want you all to understand where I'm coming from. It was not an easy choice because it went against all that I was raised with.
But in the end, because of my (and my family's) "Spiritual" experiences.....and I do continue to have them......I was labelled, according to the local priest in this area now, I am going to go to H*ll.
I do not accept what that priest says......for several reasons -- The first is, he is a Human Being with probably as many faults as I have, so how can he judge? -- Also, I have researched the ORIGINAL SCRIPTURES, probably more than many. And more importantly, I know what is in MY HEART.
And therein lies THE TRUTH.... I know that God in the end knows what is in MY HEART and how I have lived my life the best that I've known how........and that is all that matters. Period.
Sorry for all that......because the important part of my post is summed up in that one last paragraph. Guess I just wanted to show you how I got to that simple truth.........It's taken me almost a half century
And that's how I've lost(?) and found my faith.....going back to answer the orignal post.
MA