Ellen Brown
Well-Known Member
Religion has always felt like an uphill trudge where I would never be "worth it". There was life as a Pseudo Baptist, then as a non-denominational Evangelical, all for 30 years. The way that folk ignored the words of Jesus Christ after 9/11 convinced me that "their" Jesus was plastic, not real. I left to search, because belief in God was unshakeable.
Winding up in Islam, that lasted for more than 7 years, but it didn't feel like their view of Jesus Christ was respectful enough, like they gave more credence to Muhammad PBUH than they did Jesus. When pressed though, most would say Jesus is the Best Prophet.
Then I met some Mormon Sister Missionaries, and over the next 2 years was convinced that their version of Jesus Christ was true. They said I would be fully accepted, and I felt healed of so many experiences that caused deep PTSD. I'd prayed for years to be given the power to forgive those who'd done unspeakable things to me, and when I was Baptized a Mormon, I was fully healed of that hatred. However after I'd been with them for 5 years, their constant harping about worthiness and getting one of their Temple Recommends finally showed me that I would never actually be acceptable to them, Never !!!
As I studied, it became increasingly obvious that they defied the Bible in critical areas. Their Prophet could overrule the very words of the Bible. Something had told me to never disavow Islam, and I didn't. None of this was acceptable and there is more, but I'll spare you.
I am so jealous of those who had good education in belief and parents that did not expose them to abuse and molestation.
I can not understand how the healing I got through the Mormons could have happened, I just can't. Yet by the mercy of a Creator that loves me that healing has stayed with me. The ways of God are not my ways and I try my hardest to please him. The past is why I'm an Abrahamic Religionist, not fully Christian, not a good Muslim and not destined to be a good Jew. I've studied Native American beliefs because I am half Cherokee, so their Animism makes sense to me.
Some of you have tried to put me in a little box because of the depth of your own ignorance, but that is not going to work out. Soon perhaps God will judge me and we'll see if he has loved me as much as I have tried to love him?
Winding up in Islam, that lasted for more than 7 years, but it didn't feel like their view of Jesus Christ was respectful enough, like they gave more credence to Muhammad PBUH than they did Jesus. When pressed though, most would say Jesus is the Best Prophet.
Then I met some Mormon Sister Missionaries, and over the next 2 years was convinced that their version of Jesus Christ was true. They said I would be fully accepted, and I felt healed of so many experiences that caused deep PTSD. I'd prayed for years to be given the power to forgive those who'd done unspeakable things to me, and when I was Baptized a Mormon, I was fully healed of that hatred. However after I'd been with them for 5 years, their constant harping about worthiness and getting one of their Temple Recommends finally showed me that I would never actually be acceptable to them, Never !!!
As I studied, it became increasingly obvious that they defied the Bible in critical areas. Their Prophet could overrule the very words of the Bible. Something had told me to never disavow Islam, and I didn't. None of this was acceptable and there is more, but I'll spare you.
I am so jealous of those who had good education in belief and parents that did not expose them to abuse and molestation.
I can not understand how the healing I got through the Mormons could have happened, I just can't. Yet by the mercy of a Creator that loves me that healing has stayed with me. The ways of God are not my ways and I try my hardest to please him. The past is why I'm an Abrahamic Religionist, not fully Christian, not a good Muslim and not destined to be a good Jew. I've studied Native American beliefs because I am half Cherokee, so their Animism makes sense to me.
Some of you have tried to put me in a little box because of the depth of your own ignorance, but that is not going to work out. Soon perhaps God will judge me and we'll see if he has loved me as much as I have tried to love him?