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Tears of joy today.
Just thinking about how good God is.
Just thinking about how good God is.
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Yes FaceBook is full of suposed good looking women with 3 pictures in their page that are stolen pictures from other people. They use false identies and then hit you up for money. My brother in law, before he died, fell for it one time, he actually called the number he was given and instead of it being a hot girl it was someone from south america, a guy. I had a good laugh at that one. He was a character my brother in law.There are a couple of reasons why I stopped posting pictures of myself online. I'm always scared that someone would take the picture and do some identity thing to me. Get me into some kind of trouble. Every 5 years the school I work for requires that I have a background check. I don't even work with kids. They all went home by the time I start cleaning.
My husband and I struggle with finding a church too. We go to his parents church on and off but it's never a matter of him feeling a keen sense of fellowship or inspiration there.I'm working on life's story about why I feel the way I do, and why I don't go to Church anymore. I'm on another Christian site that is attacking me for not going to church. Anyways my story is going on 3 pages and it's just the rough draft.
There are more verses about not associating with false brethren than the one verse about not forsaking the assembly. I remember you explaining that the local churches didn't treat you and your family right so they are guilty of partiality.On the forums they kept throwing bible verses at me and calling me selfish, telling me to repent.
Hi brother, thanks for the smile!!@Wynona We have prayed about it for years, and visited different places. Even stayed in those places for a couple of years, and it just isn't happening. We feel sad about it.
For a short time you all can see what I look like. I felt like I had to make these pictures so that at least sometimes people online can know what I look like.
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I'm not sure what you mean by "treat women better". I would love it if you would expand on what you mean by that.
I feel that my avatar and my username works well together.
I'm not a spring chicken to the internet, and I've been through somethings. Scary things. That sometimes I feel very insecure about putting my face online just any oh where.
If , LORD willing you find a place in the country , dont forget to have a tiny shack or a lean too tent put on it .That's what I've been doing for over a week now...little by little. Today The Lord is sending me some help with things I can no longer do, one of my sisters is coming to help!Hoping to get it listed by next week.
Happy decluttering sister!
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Then turn the praise music on and let the GLORIOUS LORD be praised . THE JOY of the LORD is our strengthI'm really not feeling well today, sort of been off the forum today. I finished another break thru in my project so I'm happy, just not feeling well, aaarrrgggghhhh.
I don't want to jump to conclusions but I hope this means you are warming up to us here at CB.Thank you for taking the time to write that. I need to get off of here and do some back up and then take a break from screen time..
I'm not a woman, so I don't know why putting my picture up for a profile picture would help me any. People at school saw me and did terrible things to me.
You guys get to read some of my life story. I'm still working on it. So it's going to sound a bit rough anyways. But this is just the part that sorta illustrates what I'm talking about.
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During the early years, I was growing up in the Missionary Church, and through the years of my Dad’s Friday Night Bible study, I had one friend that I would only get to see on Friday and Sunday. He was the son of the couple that hosted the Friday Night Bible study. We were around each other in School some, but a separation happened at the end of kindergarten. He went on to first grade, and I went to readiness. This put him a grade ahead of me, which continued our whole lives. Also his parents had money so as soon as He got through Elementary School, they sent him to a private Christian school. I think this is important information because by the time I was in the 5th grade, which was the last year I was at this Missionary Church, I no longer had any friends there. I was put in a very small Sunday School class of me and 4 other boys. 2 of them caused trouble for me and and this other guy. I don’t remember them messing with the son of the teacher. But they would disrupt the class and tie my shoe laces to the table. It’s important to understand what kind of people they were back then because as a junior in high school I took a vocational class at a career center. It was there I re met one of those two kids and he had become a self proclaimed agnostic and would use all kinds of bad words, and of course disrupt things. I also learned that his friend also dropped out of church, that was other boy who helped pick on me, left church and started selling drugs to kids. The third guy, to whom go picked on too, only sorta liked me. Sometimes he would act like a friend and then switch around. I don’t want to make this an entire story about Him but there is much I could tell. The last time few years, after High School, I was around him, He had gotten married and divorced. Plus He left the Church too, and joined a secret society.
During my school years, I didn’t have friends at school. Most were druggies and bullies. Almost all without exception were sexually immoral. Some got their girlfriends pregnant.
During my elementary school years things were just tolerable. There was always someone that wanted to beat up somebody else. I wasn’t like this and eventually they wanted to beat me up too. Staying out of it during the elementary school years wasn’t too hard, but I felt out of place. 5th grade things started to get worse. 6th grade took me to a whole new level of abuse. I got more then just picked on, they started calling me names, tripping me in the hallways, throwing and shooting things at me, hitting me in the head with books. And of course there were those that wanted to started a fight with me. At least the tripping in the hallways, and the throwing and shooting things kinda died down, but I continued to be miss treated. People would treat me like I was worthless, and those that still talked to me usually just wanted to either tempt me with drugs or try and start a fight with me. By the time I graduated High School, my anxiety got so high that I finally had a nervous breakdown. It took a month of medications to settle my body down. It took years to finally get me as calm as I am now.
I think I must have saved ALL of my paystubs since 1974!!!