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[Evang.Benincasa]

Originally Posted by n david

"""His name shall be called Wonderful, Counselor, The mighty God, The everlasting Father, The Prince of Peace."""

I understand there are some who have experienced abuse and other serious emotional trauma, so I don't mean to demean or pretend as though it's easy to overcome.

He is our Counselor. More able than any psychiatrist, counselor or even Pastor. Closer than a brother. He is the One who heals us, spiritually, physically and emotionally. If you want someone to talk to, He's always there. He never interrupts.

"""Come unto me, all ye that labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest."""

He is life. His word brings hope. Why lay on a couch or sit in a chair and talk to another creation, when we can speak directly with the Creator? He created us. He knows us.

It's incredibly sad that we've left Him out of the part of our lives in which He could work the most.

"""For we have not an high priest which cannot be touched with the feeling of our infirmities"""

Again, I don't mean to belittle anyone. Personally, for me alone, I will not pay to speak to a psychologist or take any medications for depression or anxiety, etc. God has been faithful, each and every time I've come to Him in prayer.

my mother was married multiple times, had a lot of male friends. They liked her, but didn't like her children. My father remarried a woman who was old enough to be his daughter. I had stepparents who would beat me until I was unconscious. My stepmother was a major alcoholic. I never could remember her sober, but she for the most part was a functional drunk. But she really was ill prepared to deal with me when I was 5. She had a major issue with something I did (can't really remember what it was) she felt i needed some strict discipline. So she dragged me over to the stove and burned my hand. I still have the wound on my left hand's pointer finger. I would never tell my father how I got my injuries. Because I was afraid he would kill her. Once she went to hit me across the head, when she thought he wasn't around. He walked in, and beat her with a chair. My mother's "husbands" were just as bad, not that they burned me, or came into my room at night threatening me. As my stepmother did. They would just dole out a beating. As I got older things changed. I was way too big and much too hardened to reprimand.

But none of that effects me today.

The power of the Holy Ghost enabled me to forgive, forget, and move on in peace.

Ndavid, thank you for the post.

[houston]

My wife says bipolar disorder is demon possession. Want to know why she holds that opinion?

Do tell!

[Esaias]

Originally Posted by Evang.Benincasa

The power of the Holy Ghost enabled me to forgive, forget, and move on in peace.

Ndavid, thank you for the post.

[Aquila]

Originally Posted by n david

"""His name shall be called Wonderful, Counselor, The mighty God, The everlasting Father, The Prince of Peace."""

I understand there are some who have experienced abuse and other serious emotional trauma, so I don't mean to demean or pretend as though it's easy to overcome.

He is our Counselor. More able than any psychiatrist, counselor or even Pastor. Closer than a brother. He is the One who heals us, spiritually, physically and emotionally. If you want someone to talk to, He's always there. He never interrupts.

"""Come unto me, all ye that labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest."""

He is life. His word brings hope. Why lay on a couch or sit in a chair and talk to another creation, when we can speak directly with the Creator? He created us. He knows us.

It's incredibly sad that we've left Him out of the part of our lives in which He could work the most.

"""For we have not an high priest which cannot be touched with the feeling of our infirmities"""

Again, I don't mean to belittle anyone. Personally, for me alone, I will not pay to speak to a psychologist or take any medications for depression or anxiety, etc. God has been faithful, each and every time I've come to Him in prayer.

I'd much rather not go to a counselor. When I feel like God isn't hearing my prayer, or when the answers to my prayers are far from sight, I believe Christ also ministers through His body. But sadly, some pastors (not all) can be abusive, unknowledgeable, and very hurtful. Some don't have a counselors perspective. They're in preacher mode 24/7.

[votivesoul]

There is something present here that perhaps isn't being noticed; it certainly isn't being discussed, so far as I can see, except perhaps only indirectly, and I suppose, subconsciously, and that is the nature, purpose, and design of suffering.

Underlying everything that has so far been said, whether for or against, this way or that way, about this topic is the question, "Should a person, especially a Spirit-filled believer, suffer some fill-in-the-blank "X", or must it always be seen as something God needs to heal, or a doctor needs to treat?"

We have this idea that suffering = bad, not suffering = good. This is not true at all, or at least, not all of the time. We are a weak and disposable people. Every single issue, no matter how slight, is seen as an inconvenience that has to be remedied immediately, because otherwise, our quality of life will be unacceptable.

Imagine Jesus, when the Roman flagellum first hit His back, pitying Himself, wallowing in His own misery, desperately praying for a healing when He had the power to heal Himself as much as anyone else, at any time He wanted. Twelve legions of angels could have come down from heaven and rescued Him at any time.

But for us, we look at suffering as ignoble, as indecent, as something that must mean we have sin or unrighteousness in our life. Sure, many injuries require treatment, and there is no shame in seeking the Lord for healing. It's as valid as any other prayer we might send His way.

But, for just a moment, what about simply making peace with your affliction, recognize this is the way things are, and you don't need God or some doctor to heal or treat you, you need to embrace what is happening in your life as a gift that is giving you the wonderful opportunity to know the Lord in a deeper, more meaningful way?

"Oh, that I might know Him" ought to sound familiar to all of us. But in what way did Paul so desire that knowledge? In the power of the resurrection only? I think not! Rather, he desired to know the Lord Jesus in the fellowship of His sufferings, too.

Paul was ready and desired to suffer in similar ways as Christ in order to walk in footsteps that cannot otherwise be walked in if those similar ways of suffering never manifest.

The issue isn't whether or not it's a sin to go see a doctor, or what if God isn't healing me, what should I do instead? The issue is, or ought to be, in my opinion, "What purpose does this suffering serve? How is God using it for His glory? Can my injury, damage, illness, or disease be something He intends for me to live with, adjust and adapt to, so that I can show others what faithfulness to the Lord looks like when all is not well with me even though it is?"

Did Stephen pray for deliverance or healing or miraculous intervention when stones were bouncing of his head, splitting his forehead wide open, bleeding profusely? No! Rather, he accepted what was happening, and only desired two things, that the Lord would receive him upon his demise, and that the men murdering him would be forgiven for their sin.

When the Spirit continually bore witness to the fact that Paul's journey to Jerusalem would end with him in chains, did he waiver? Not even a bonafide Word from God from a genuine prophet could cause Paul to flinch or draw back. He was fully prepared and didn't worry about counting the cost, because he knew the cost had already been paid at the cross.

If you read the Prophets and the Psalms, you frequently see true men of God who were seriously disturbed and disquieted in their spirits, men who were sometimes anxious, often depressed, occasionally suicidal, persecuted, disappointed, and hurt, even to the point of feeling like God had abandoned them. And yet, not a one of them were lost or found to be unrighteous for what was going on with them at the time they spoke or wrote.

Jeremiah even accused God of deceiving him! Sure, many are the prayers, especially in the Psalms, where these men prayed for rescue or deliverance, but there is no record of it coming to pass. Ezra ripped his beard out of his own face when he heard about the Levites who had trespassed the law and intermarried with Gentiles. Does that sound like the actions of a man who was in his right mind?

And yet I tell you, HE WAS IN HIS RIGHT MIND, because the affliction he was experiencing was righteous. Horror had taken hold of him because the wicked among God's people had forsaken God's law.

Sometimes when God doesn't heal or deliver, we wonder whether or not the person needing healing or deliverance didn't have enough faith. Maybe they did or didn't, because sometimes it's not about faith, it's about faithfulness.

A few years into my walk with God, I started experiencing debilitating pain in my bones and joints. I prayed and prayed and prayed for God to intervene and take away my pain. One day, after work, after a shower, I knelt down next to my bed, played some worship music, and as a version of "I Exalt Thee" was playing, God gave me a vision, taking me deep into my past, until I could see myself inside of my mother's womb. When there, He asked me "Do you understand now?" And I did. I never asked God to heal me of the pain I had been feeling again.

Jump forward some more years, and in prayer, the Lord said to me "To the weak I have become weak that I may gain the weak", and knowing it was a verse of Holy Scripture, but unsure where it was or how it was worded exactly, I took the time to find it, and did, in 1 Corinthians 9:22. When I had confirmed the verse, I knew what God was telling me: that He was going to weaken me so that through it, those who are "weak" could be gained. I told my wife what God had said to me, and two weeks later, I had a massive asthma attack and became 100% disabled for nearly a month while I recovered from it. I lost my job, had to claim unemployment benefits, and if it had not been for the head's up that it was coming, I may not have gotten through it. Because I can assure you, when a man can't work and provide for his family, feeling like a failure is right around the corner.

I eventually found a sit-down job, one that I had done in the past. But it took me nearly a year to recover fully, before I didn't need an inhaler. Some days I could barely walk up a flight of stairs, without needing to stop halfway up. Then came the SLAP tear in my shoulder, with surgery and recovery, and the calcified tendons in my feet, and the bones spurs on my spine, and the annular tears and ruptures in three of my cervical vertebrae, and then bilateral thoracic outlet syndrome, and most recently as far as diagnoses go, migraines, fibromyalgia, and sleep apnea, and what else? Oh, yeah! The labrum in my right shoulder, the one I had surgically repaired, is torn again, requiring surgery.

The point is, I prayed for healing. I was anointed with oil in the name of the Lord by elders. All more than once. Sometimes I sought medical help, too, medication or whatever, and sometimes I just learned to live with things. Saw a few different chiropractors, too.

I experience occasional temporary relief. But otherwise, my body is seemingly falling apart, piece by piece.

But I don't complain, I don't charge God foolishly, blame anyone or pine away in a pool of my own tears. Rather, I embrace it, because the Lord said all of this is from Him, and I trust Him to know what He's doing, and if my suffering can bring someone who is "weak" to Christ, then I gladly bear the weakness in order to win the weak.

Maybe that's how the Lord would like us to see things? Not conditions that need to be treated and eradicated from our lives because they make us unhappy, or because we don't like how we feel, but rather, as an opportunity to witness and glorify God among those unsaved people who ride along in the same boat?

There is absolutely nothing that happens to us as saints that is beyond God's purview. Not one iota of the suffering we experience caught Him by surprise and made Him scratch His head to try and figure out what was going on. We, on the other hand, by lack of intimacy and readiness of mind, just can't fathom it ever being God's will that we suffer, and so, are not in a position to hear Him tell us that we are going to, and that through it all, it's going to be good, for our benefit, and for His glory.

So instead we languish, and argue with each other about it, as this thread demonstrates, and we rarely make ourselves available and allow ourselves to become vulnerable enough to let the God WHO DID NOT SPARE HIS OWN SON, not spare us.

When Isaiah prophesied to Hezekiah what was going to happen to Judah after Hezekiah showed the ambassadors from Babylon the riches of the land, the temple, and the palace, Hezekiah said "Good is the word of the LORD that was spoken to me", even though it meant destruction and annihilation for the next generation of people, including the king's own son.

When my wife's sister died on my wife's birthday from metastasized breast cancer that had entered her spinal column then her brain, she, my sister in law, already had it in her will that her pastor would preach "Precious in the sight of the LORD is the death of His saints" at her funeral, and he did. Her gravestone reads "Obey Acts 2:38 to fulfil John 3:5 and I will see you on the other side".

Maybe if we all had the same attitude, we'd be a little less afraid of suffering, a little less inclined to disregard our pain as some mere thing that just needs to be healed or done away with, instead of embracing it, and give God thanks in all things, whatever we're going through, and move on with life no worse for the wear, even though the wearing currently is, and eventually will, wear us out.

[Bill E Goat]

Originally Posted by votivesoul

There is something present here that perhaps isn't being noticed; it certainly isn't being discussed, so far as I can see, except perhaps only indirectly, and I suppose, subconsciously, and that is the nature, purpose, and design of suffering.

Underlying everything that has so far been said, whether for or against, this way or that way, about this topic is the question, "Should a person, especially a Spirit-filled believer, suffer some fill-in-the-blank "X", or must it always be seen as something God needs to heal, or a doctor needs to treat?"

We have this idea that suffering = bad, not suffering = good. This is not true at all, or at least, not all of the time. We are a weak and disposable people. Every single issue, no matter how slight, is seen as an inconvenience that has to be remedied immediately, because otherwise, our quality of life will be unacceptable.

Imagine Jesus, when the Roman flagellum first hit His back, pitying Himself, wallowing in His own misery, desperately praying for a healing when He had the power to heal Himself as much as anyone else, at any time He wanted. Twelve legions of angels could have come down from heaven and rescued Him at any time.

But for us, we look at suffering as ignoble, as indecent, as something that must mean we have sin or unrighteousness in our life. Sure, many injuries require treatment, and there is no shame in seeking the Lord for healing. It's as valid as any other prayer we might send His way.

But, for just a moment, what about simply making peace with your affliction, recognize this is the way things are, and you don't need God or some doctor to heal or treat you, you need to embrace what is happening in your life as a gift that is giving you the wonderful opportunity to know the Lord in a deeper, more meaningful way?

"Oh, that I might know Him" ought to sound familiar to all of us. But in what way did Paul so desire that knowledge? In the power of the resurrection only? I think not! Rather, he desired to know the Lord Jesus in the fellowship of His sufferings, too.

Paul was ready and desired to suffer in similar ways as Christ in order to walk in footsteps that cannot otherwise be walked in if those similar ways of suffering never manifest.

The issue isn't whether or not it's a sin to go see a doctor, or what if God isn't healing me, what should I do instead? The issue is, or ought to be, in my opinion, "What purpose does this suffering serve? How is God using it for His glory? Can my injury, damage, illness, or disease be something He intends for me to live with, adjust and adapt to, so that I can show others what faithfulness to the Lord looks like when all is not well with me even though it is?"

Did Stephen pray for deliverance or healing or miraculous intervention when stones were bouncing of his head, splitting his forehead wide open, bleeding profusely? No! Rather, he accepted what was happening, and only desired two things, that the Lord would receive him upon his demise, and that the men murdering him would be forgiven for their sin.

When the Spirit continually bore witness to the fact that Paul's journey to Jerusalem would end with him in chains, did he waiver? Not even a bonafide Word from God from a genuine prophet could cause Paul to flinch or draw back. He was fully prepared and didn't worry about counting the cost, because he knew the cost had already been paid at the cross.

If you read the Prophets and the Psalms, you frequently see true men of God who were seriously disturbed and disquieted in their spirits, men who were sometimes anxious, often depressed, occasionally suicidal, persecuted, disappointed, and hurt, even to the point of feeling like God had abandoned them. And yet, not a one of them were lost or found to be unrighteous for what was going on with them at the time they spoke or wrote.

Jeremiah even accused God of deceiving him! Sure, many are the prayers, especially in the Psalms, where these men prayed for rescue or deliverance, but there is no record of it coming to pass. Ezra ripped his beard out of his own face when he heard about the Levites who had trespassed the law and intermarried with Gentiles. Does that sound like the actions of a man who was in his right mind?

And yet I tell you, HE WAS IN HIS RIGHT MIND, because the affliction he was experiencing was righteous. Horror had taken hold of him because the wicked among God's people had forsaken God's law.

Sometimes when God doesn't heal or deliver, we wonder whether or not the person needing healing or deliverance didn't have enough faith. Maybe they did or didn't, because sometimes it's not about faith, it's about faithfulness.

A few years into my walk with God, I started experiencing debilitating pain in my bones and joints. I prayed and prayed and prayed for God to intervene and take away my pain. One day, after work, after a shower, I knelt down next to my bed, played some worship music, and as a version of "I Exalt Thee" was playing, God gave me a vision, taking me deep into my past, until I could see myself inside of my mother's womb. When there, He asked me "Do you understand now?" And I did. I never asked God to heal me of the pain I had been feeling again.

Jump forward some more years, and in prayer, the Lord said to me "To the weak I have become weak that I may gain the weak", and knowing it was a verse of Holy Scripture, but unsure where it was or how it was worded exactly, I took the time to find it, and did, in 1 Corinthians 9:22. When I had confirmed the verse, I knew what God was telling me: that He was going to weaken me so that through it, those who are "weak" could be gained. I told my wife what God had said to me, and two weeks later, I had a massive asthma attack and became 100% disabled for nearly a month while I recovered from it. I lost my job, had to claim unemployment benefits, and if it had not been for the head's up that it was coming, I may not have gotten through it. Because I can assure you, when a man can't work and provide for his family, feeling like a failure is right around the corner.

I eventually found a sit-down job, one that I had done in the past. But it took me nearly a year to recover fully, before I didn't need an inhaler. Some days I could barely walk up a flight of stairs, without needing to stop halfway up. Then came the SLAP tear in my shoulder, with surgery and recovery, and the calcified tendons in my feet, and the bones spurs on my spine, and the annular tears and ruptures in three of my cervical vertebrae, and then bilateral thoracic outlet syndrome, and most recently as far as diagnoses go, migraines, fibromyalgia, and sleep apnea, and what else? Oh, yeah! The labrum in my right shoulder, the one I had surgically repaired, is torn again, requiring surgery.

The point is, I prayed for healing. I was anointed with oil in the name of the Lord by elders. All more than once. Sometimes I sought medical help, too, medication or whatever, and sometimes I just learned to live with things. Saw a few different chiropractors, too.

I experience occasional temporary relief. But otherwise, my body is seemingly falling apart, piece by piece.

But I don't complain, I don't charge God foolishly, blame anyone or pine away in a pool of my own tears. Rather, I embrace it, because the Lord said all of this is from Him, and I trust Him to know what He's doing, and if my suffering can bring someone who is "weak" to Christ, then I gladly bear the weakness in order to win the weak.

Maybe that's how the Lord would like us to see things? Not conditions that need to be treated and eradicated from our lives because they make us unhappy, or because we don't like how we feel, but rather, as an opportunity to witness and glorify God among those unsaved people who ride along in the same boat?

There is absolutely nothing that happens to us as saints that is beyond God's purview. Not one iota of the suffering we experience caught Him by surprise and made Him scratch His head to try and figure out what was going on. We, on the other hand, by lack of intimacy and readiness of mind, just can't fathom it ever being God's will that we suffer, and so, are not in a position to hear Him tell us that we are going to, and that through it all, it's going to be good, for our benefit, and for His glory.

So instead we languish, and argue with each other about it, as this thread demonstrates, and we rarely make ourselves available and allow ourselves to become vulnerable enough to let the God WHO DID NOT SPARE HIS OWN SON, not spare us.

When Isaiah prophesied to Hezekiah what was going to happen to Judah after Hezekiah showed the ambassadors from Babylon the riches of the land, the temple, and the palace, Hezekiah said "Good is the word of the LORD that was spoken to me", even though it meant destruction and annihilation for the next generation of people, including the king's own son.

When my wife's sister died on my wife's birthday from metastasized breast cancer that had entered her spinal column then her brain, she, my sister in law, already had it in her will that her pastor would preach "Precious in the sight of the LORD is the death of His saints" at her funeral, and he did. Her gravestone reads "Obey Acts 2:38 to fulfil John 3:5 and I will see you on the other side".

Maybe if we all had the same attitude, we'd be a little less afraid of suffering, a little less inclined to disregard our pain as some mere thing that just needs to be healed or done away with, instead of embracing it, and give God thanks in all things, whatever we're going through, and move on with life no worse for the wear, even though the wearing currently is, and eventually will, wear us out.

This was kinda my point when I posted "you are going to die". It is appointed of man once to die. Now we all can agree that our physical body will suffer pain and ailments and unless taken out suddenly by accident, this pain and ailments with time will eventually lead to death. No way around it. What we can not agree on is the "mental illness". IS Bi-polar, ADD, ADHD, PTSD etc a disease? Some say no, some say yes, some of us are in the middle of the road. I have lived with a woman who has been diagnosed bi-polar for 17 years. The first couple years I did not believe it. NO details but I now believe there is issues she suffers from. She prayed, been prayed for,etc etc. SO.........

[Aquila]

Originally Posted by Evang.Benincasa

my mother was married multiple times, had a lot of male friends. They liked her, but didn't like her children. My father remarried a woman who was old enough to be his daughter. I had stepparents who would beat me until I was unconscious. My stepmother was a major alcoholic. I never could remember her sober, but she for the most part was a functional drunk. But she really was ill prepared to deal with me when I was 5. She had a major issue with something I did (can't really remember what it was) she felt i needed some strict discipline. So she dragged me over to the stove and burned my hand. I still have the wound on my left hand's pointer finger. I would never tell my father how I got my injuries. Because I was afraid he would kill her. Once she went to hit me across the head, when she thought he wasn't around. He walked in, and beat her with a chair. My mother's "husbands" were just as bad, not that they burned me, or came into my room at night threatening me. As my stepmother did. They would just dole out a beating. As I got older things changed. I was way too big and much too hardened to reprimand.

I'm sorry you endured that. No child should ever have to endure what you experienced. You didn't deserve what you described above. But I praise or Lord and Saviour, Jesus Christ, that you stand as a testimony to God's faithfulness today.

But none of that effects me today.

Praise God. In your opinion, how might something like this effect someone who was still struggling with it or trying to process it? How would you minister to them and help them get past it?

The power of the Holy Ghost enabled me to forgive, forget, and move on in peace.

Beautiful testimony. Praise the Lord.

How might you help someone who's problem was that they couldn't forgive themselves for something terrible that happened? Their memories haunt them and it has always held them back from being everything they could be for God?

Great post EB. It took a lot of strength to post that. Thank you for sharing your story.

[Evang.Benincasa]

Originally Posted by Aquila

I'd much rather not go to a counselor. When I feel like God isn't hearing my prayer, or when the answers to my prayers are far from sight, I believe Christ also ministers through His body. But sadly, some pastors (not all) can be abusive, unknowledgeable, and very hurtful. Some don't have a counselors perspective. They're in preacher mode 24/7.

There is physical illness, heart disease, weaknesses in joints, muscles, cancers, tumors. I have seen all healed by God. I have seen no one healed, I have seen people die from their "physical illness" Never heard or seen Benny Hinn, or any visiting evangelist pray with someone to see a broken bone heal. But I personally witnessed a child crash on his bicycle, and watch while everyone was flipping out, his Apostolic mother move through the panic and pray for her screaming crying child. She was as gentle, quite in stillness of peace. The peace that passeth all understanding of man. She prayed while all commotion spun around her in peace, and said in Jesus name. I watched as a twisted "obviously broken" arm went back to normal. Before my eyes, her child immediately stopped crying, and she helped him up, and pulled up his bike. She smiled and they walked back to the house. When we "FEEL" God doesn't hear our prayers, we need to faithfully TRUST God hears our prayers. He may not do everything as we deem them to be done, but He hears our prayers. I was with a pastor who was dealing with his daughter saying she "FELT" God couldn't hear her prayers. He told her if she was to curse God out, do you think He would hear you? This Apostolic young girl was shocked at her father's statement. She responded with an emphatic YES! Her father said then don't you ever think He cannot her you.

There are people who have degrees of their walk with Jesus. They feel their way as they grope to find the entrance. Yet, those who trust, need nothing more then the Love of Christ. Individuals who are Johnny Bible Wonderland in front of everyone but in private they are looking at some hardcore acid Porn. Are they "FEELING" God, do they even care that Jesus is watching and wanting them to believe Him. To get understanding that who they are when no one sees them is who they really are? Two preachers supposed best friends on a forum, went on cruises with each other and their wives everyone thought they were a team. Until one committed adultery with the other guy's wife. These men were active posters on three different Christian forums, thought to be moderate in their stand in the churches they ministered, balanced men. Yet, men who didn't really feel any one was looking into their minds. Where true intentions incubate. When we understand, truly understand that Jesus is real as carbide steel. Then we can go beyond feelings. Dr Thomas Szasz had written a book called the Myth of Mental Illness. I challenge all of you (no matter what you believe on this subject) to read it.

Romans 12:2 the Apostle admonishes us not to be conformed to some Voodoo EMDR, or head shrinking mind gamble. He admonished that they were not to pattern themselves to the age they were living in, but to pattern their mind after Christ. That was the ONLY way to have it renewed. There are many here who need a renewed mind. Little eyes watch what you see? A child's song? Yes, but true powerful words. Little minds watch what you see, because the FATHER up above is looking down with love. So little eyes watch what YOU see.

I have seen men and women drop the watermelon, but it wasn't dropped while they were immersed in the power of God. They dropped it when they tried to finish what Jesus started in the Spirit. They were eating straw like an ox, and started nibbling on lamb, when no one was looking.

Physical illness can be treated secularly as people who are afraid, depressed, can be treated through other religions, even eyeball exercise if their faith is in VooDoo mind manipulation. But, Jesus is a whole package, should I allow and advocate someone going to Hinduism because they believe Hinduism gives them inner healing from PTSD?

Anyone care to answer that?

[Evang.Benincasa]

Originally Posted by Aquila

I'm sorry you endured that. No child should ever have to endure what you experienced. You didn't deserve what you described above. But I praise or Lord and Saviour, Jesus Christ, that you stand as a testimony to God's faithfulness today.



Praise God. In your opinion, how might something like this effect someone who was still struggling with it or trying to process it? How would you minister to them and help them get past it?



Beautiful testimony. Praise the Lord.

How might you help someone who's problem was that they couldn't forgive themselves for something terrible that happened? Their memories haunt them and it has always held them back from being everything they could be for God?

Great post EB. It took a lot of strength to post that. Thank you for sharing your story.

Bro, I have traveled all over this country, I have been in streets in cities, preached in the Middle of Carl Sagan's Planet Walk at the Cornell commons in Ithaca New York. I told everyone the same thing I'm posting here. People who want it get it. No doubt. Jesus is here, and we need to want Jesus. Sadly, want and need are totally two different things.

[Nitehawk013]

Originally Posted by Evang.Benincasa

my mother was married multiple times, had a lot of male friends. They liked her, but didn't like her children. My father remarried a woman who was old enough to be his daughter. I had stepparents who would beat me until I was unconscious. My stepmother was a major alcoholic. I never could remember her sober, but she for the most part was a functional drunk. But she really was ill prepared to deal with me when I was 5. She had a major issue with something I did (can't really remember what it was) she felt i needed some strict discipline. So she dragged me over to the stove and burned my hand. I still have the wound on my left hand's pointer finger. I would never tell my father how I got my injuries. Because I was afraid he would kill her. Once she went to hit me across the head, when she thought he wasn't around. He walked in, and beat her with a chair. My mother's "husbands" were just as bad, not that they burned me, or came into my room at night threatening me. As my stepmother did. They would just dole out a beating. As I got older things changed. I was way too big and much too hardened to reprimand.

But none of that effects me today.

You really think none of that effects you today?

You don't think facing all that abuse and bullying might have a little to do with the fact that you come across nigh constantly as cold, hard, abusive and bullying in here to anyone who you disagree with and who dare challenge your position on issues?

And just as you got too big and hardened to reprimand in real life, you brush off any criticism or reprimand here as well.

I'm no psychologist...but your post does explain a whole lot. Just further proves the truth: hurt people hurt people. I have read your posts for years and it always struck me how you could have so many tools in your repertoire, so many strengths and qualities, yet kindness and gentleness never seemed to be demonstrated. Your ongoing feud with Aquila being of the utmost examples. This post goes a great length to explaining though.

While not physical, you abuse just as you were abused. But because it isn't physical; you aren't burning hands or knocking men unconscious or smashing chairs on people in forums, you don't seem to see any lines crossed or abuses happen with the way you approach and confront disagreement here.

Of course that's not to say one cannot be healed of the wounds. You are correct 100% in that regard. But if you don't even realize you need it, can you be healed?

I think the scars of your abusive childhood go deeper and still effect more than you think sir. Just my opinion of course. I'm just a nobody on a forum.