Does God speak to you?

[beingofone]

"Rely not on the teacher/person, but on the teaching. Rely not on the words of the teaching, but on the
spirit of the words. Rely not on theory, but on experience.Do not believe in anything simply because you
have heard it. Do not believe in traditions because they have been handed down for many generations. Do
not believe anything because it is spoken and rumored by many. Do not believe in anything because it is
written in your religious books. Do not believe in anything merely on the authority of your teachers and
elders. But after observation and analysis, when you find that anything agrees with reason and is
conducive to the good and the benefit of one and all, then accept it and live up to it."

- the Buddha

[Dis]

and why does satan never speak to anyone?

I'd like to hear politicians and famous people say they heard satan speaking to them.

[Frankychan]

Originally posted by child of Thor
@Odin -



Yes the few times i've been close to snuffing it, i've had a simular thing. Something that could be your own voice maybe, but doesn't really make much sense when your that close to the void as your not really concious of anything, other than a 'voice'(more like a feeling?) telling you its not your time and to keep fighting.

Afterwards as you sit in contemplation of the fact you nearly died, you do feel somehow something divine touched you and interviened.

I call it Thor - but people give it many names equaly as good

Exactly. It's like a feeling that's somehow interpreted as words...can't really explain it right, but it sounds like you know what its like.




Exactly.

[Lancer]

Ask God and then wait. Sometimes answers come in greater understanding brought about by events. The understanding usually is either an answer or why the question was screwed up.

It seems impossible for alot of people not to ridicule me for this but when I was young and super depressed, weight of sin kind of stuff, I prayed and the holy spirit changed everything. Never felt anything so powerful or peaceful before or since. I went to bed and fell asleep thinking, if this doesn't stop I won't be able to go to work tomorrow. Never had been religious or gone to church and my parents were both athiests.

Another time...I'm diabetic and woke up with a very low blood sugar. I had no control of my body and little understanding of the world around me. I couldn't tell the meaning of objects though I recognised them as familiar. In other words I could see a lamp and know it was familiar and yet not know it was for light. Low sugar is very strange, and can kill. Instead I watched as I got up, made a bowl of cerial, ate it and went back to bed. Like I was in a car and someone else was driving. Just that way. I recall thinking, who is doing this?

[chequita guevara]

Originally posted by Dissident
and why does satan never speak to anyone?

I'd like to hear politicians and famous people say they heard satan speaking to them.

Satan tells them to say it was God. If Satan is tricksey, he says he is God.

[Zkribbler]

Originally posted by Dissident
and why does satan never speak to anyone?

Oh, I'm sure he does. I'd be surprised if he didn't speak to people like bin Laden. The problem is, the Devil lies to these people, tells them he's God, and they believe him.

God's spoken to me a few times. The first time when I was an antheist...so it came as quite a surprise.

Usually He's working on me to become a better person. Once when my frustration with a problem was turning into anger, was turning into hatred, He popped yo ti point out that hatred is the tool of the devil. It made me stop, take a deep breath, get rid of all that bile that was building up inside of me, and take an approach based upon love, gentleness but a firm resolve to see things done correctly.

[chequita guevara]

Originally posted by Lancer
I prayed and the holy spirit changed everything. Never felt anything so powerful or peaceful before or since.

I have, twice. The specific sensation has a name, and it's on the tip of my tongue.

1st time, I was in church on Maunday Thursday, and I started thinking, really thinking about what it meant to trade you life for another, about Jesus' sacrifice. Wham! the feeling hit me like a sack of bricks and I began weeping uncontrolably, but ecstatic and guilty at the same time.

The 2nd time I was working at UPS, and while I was stacking pallets, I was reflecting on the Marx I had read earlier, and Wham! I had the exact same sensation. I wasn't weeping, but I was zooming in my head. My thoughts wer flying miles a minute, and I really got it and understood it.

It's a natural human sensation that happens when you understand something really profound. It has a name, and as my experience shows, it isn't simply linked to the mystical.

[Zkribbler]

Originally posted by chegitz guevara
The specific sensation has a name, and it's on the tip of my tongue.

epiphany? satori?

[Lancer]

che, I respect your experience, but mine wasn't me.

[chequita guevara]

Epiphany, that's it. Thanks, Zkibbler.

[Alexander's Horse]

God has banned me for a week for spamming heaven and using a DL in prayer.

[Kuciwalker]

IP ban?

[Alexander's Horse]

nah just Godapulco

[Kuciwalker]

Isn't that called Hell?

[Alexander's Horse]

no, purgatory - a temporary state