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I am placing this in the Lounge because I do not expect any debate on it. I probably won't even check this any time soon, and if anyone wants to attack me I do not care. I just want all who see this to read it. It may seem unreal to some of you, but I pray you will at least ponder my Saturday night.
Saturday 4/8/2000
I went to Dr. Neff's house tonight and felt that I was to prayed over there. Dr. Neff holds a prayer meeting in his basement every Saturday night during the school year. We prayed to start off as always and worshipped through song as always. Dr. Neff said God told him there was one there that needed to be prayed over who had a chronic illness. I raised my hand and said that earlier I felt I should be prayed over and I told everyone my three illnesses: Allergies, Asthma, and Cerebral Palsy. Everyone immediately agreed that it was me who should be prayed for. I stood up at this point and the entire crowd there prayed over and laid hands over me. Dr. Neff anointed me with a lot of oil and we began to pray. Dr. Neff shook immediately, many people were praying in tongues, and I felt the people on my right vibrating. I could feel a tingle over my entire body as people touched my voice box, my back, the back of my head, and my eyes and nose. They prayed over all this and more, even the nerves in my body and the Central Nervous System. We must have been praying for half an hour and I felt that same tingling in my body for a long time after we were done praying specifically for me. My hands now appear to be the same size and I actually feel taller! I feel taller because my right leg has always been shorter than my left and if God has healed that then I would be taller (I had a limp). My eyes no longer itch and I feel like I never have before. My right foot is tingling but it is still crooked; yet, that is not a real problem in any way I can think of right now. Regardless of that, I physically feel better than I ever have. Of course, I will have to see a Doctor to see if any physical transformation has taken place. I tell you that my foot is still crooked to help you believe I am not lying to you. Whether any transformation has taken place or not is not the point. When I completely allowed God in my life a few years back He made me content with who I am and He told me that He will use me no matter what. My "life" verse is Exo. 4:12: God told Moses he would help him to speak and teach him what to say. I praise God I have never asked to have my own personal "Aaron" come to speak for me. Even if God has done nothing permanent tonight, just the sheer feeling of his presence and love is more than enough for me to write this and praise His name for�just being who He is! When I was younger, I did not believe in this kind of healing, but I have seen so much of it this year at school that to doubt it exists is impossible. A lot of people don't believe in it either, but I pray that through this account of my evening all may come to believe in it. For anyone who does not believe in Jesus Christ, I pray this will make you reconsider His existence. He is out there, He is good and He can change your life. He knows what is best for you. I promise this to you, if He is allowed to enter your heart He will eventually make you content with all that you are and all that you have.
In His Love, Michael J. Peters
------------------ We have now sunk to a depth at which restatement of the obvious is the first duty of intelligent men." George Orwell
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*sigh* I'm not even going to comment on this. If I said what I was thinking right now, I'd offend enough people to make it too much of a hassle to try to make any logical arguement. Let's just say that I wish for the exact opposite of what you say you hope for.
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I'm beginning to think we should do what the Straight Dope forums do, and add a section for witnessing.
Having said that, you obviously want some sort of debate, else why post?
I truly and sincerely hope you find the miracle cure you're looking for. However, you've made a causal connection between prayer and feeling better without any evidence of that connection.
------------------ "What did it mean to fly? A tremor in your soul. To resist the dull insistance of gravity." -- Camper Van Beethoven
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Hey, look! I can talk in tongues, too! "Anooka weeka wa naga naga del der an tagad bo iuuto bosh! Toron go bosh!"
Criminetly, people.
Yeh, I hope you find your miracle cure too. But i'd not wager a penny on it.
You want to hear about MY weekend? Call this an 'antiwitnessing,' perhaps?
Friday my girlfriend's sister took her to the hospital. She'd been ill for a week, and had suddenly gotten worse.
Now, it should be noted that my girlfriend has a long history of illness, as she not only had to have major surgery to remove sideways cervical (no relation to cervix) ribs that were slowly killing her, but sufferes from constant excruciating migraines, interstitial cystitis (a disease so painful that 20% of its victims attempt suicide), and was severely abused as a child, leading to her needing to have a total hysterectomy, and having post-traumatic stress disorder and panic attacks.
She's also allergic to most forms of pain medication, the exceptions unfortunately being a few unpleasantly narcotic medicines (such as demerol), with reactions ranging from painful to life-threatening.
So anyway, the ER doctor gave her a spinal tap, which anyone whose had one can tel you is not at all pleasant, because he thought she might have meningitis (Uniontown doctors aren't known for their competence.) He categorically refused to treat her with medicine we knew would work. Instead, he gave her something untested, and promptly sent her home.
(I will here remark that this same doctor "treated" my gf's other sister's two girls after they were in a car accident, and not only missed a broken bone and a shard of glass in one, but yelled at the 14-year old because she couldn't read an eye chart -- no wonder, with both eyes swollen nearly shut -- and yelled at the 10-year-old for 'getting off her back board' -- which she had been strapped to and couldn't possiblt have freed herself from without a paamedic.)
Needless to say, the 'treatment' was not effective, and she was back in the hospital 12 hours later... and then again, 8 hours after that. This third time, we ran into the same doctor. By now she was not only completely sick, vomiting and worse, but in the middle of a full-blown panic episode. Our young doctor 'friend' decided she was an addict in withdrawal (FYI, having known the woman for two-and a half years, I can unequivocally state that this is not the case.) And would not treat her with ANYTHING.
Luckily, our demands for another doctor were met, and we got her some treatment... but the damage was done.
Sunday she had an 'episode' which involved a near-regression to childhood, and a withdrawal from reality into somewhere she would be 'safe.' _I_ had to 'go in' and bring her out of this, something which required me to take myself to places of my own that I swore I'd never visit again... but I brought her out... with some fumbling help from her sisters.
And just when I thought we were past the darkness... her sister calls me at 10 last night and asks if I could please come over and help. So I did, being who I am. This caused unbelievable strife with my parents, who, not knowing the full situation nor really being willing to try, believe she's manipulating me with her illness. It also didn't help that I had to go to work this morning, and sitting up all night in a strange house on an uncomfortable fold-away bed wasn't going to help any... but I went. And she (and I) finally realized I can't take care of her ALL the time. Which nearly caused its own meltdown all over again.
So here I am. Tired, beat, and through Hell in four short days. I could give tours.
And not a single word of encouragement from 'above.'
so *Thpbthbpthbpthbpth!* :P
------------------ "Nobody knows this, but I'm scared all the time... of what I might do, if I ever let go." -- Michael Garibaldi
I would like to say at this point that if there was anyone who I could give a reincarnation pill to, to let them lead a normal, relatively stress and trouble free life, it would be First of Two. He's one of those rare people who says that he's lived through hell, and, amazingly, he actually has. If I were older, and richer, and had some balls, I'd invite him to come live with me for a year, in a non-gay way, so that we could talk and hang and drink and laugh and watch TV and have nothing depressing happen to us apart from maybe missing Buffy. (Don't worry, I'll be screaming at him again by next week).
Okay, next point: They were looking for someone who had a chronic illness. And allergies and asthma count as that do they? Not to be harsh, (and ignoring the fact that asthma is one of the biggest placebo diseases there is. Sure people do suffer from it, but about half the people who have a pumb have it because 1/ The doctor wanted a quite life, or 2/ Their parents are hypocondriacs, or 3/ They are hypocondiriacs, or 4/ They forgot their PE kit and didn't want to do the run in the rain.) but isn't asthma a kind of allergy? And what exactly do you mean by "allergy"? I have hay fever. It's not going to make me want to have strangers run their hands over me and shout gibberish at me.
The cerebral palsey is a bit more serious though. Still, I''ve known a couple of people who've got it. It's hardly in the same catagory as beign blind, or being complety confined to a wheelchair is it?
Also, if this happened to me, the FIRST thing I'd do is go and get some proof. Which maybe why I don't hang around dubious guys who like shouting gibberish at strangers, but anyway, how hard would it have been to check, eh? Five minutes with a tape measure.
But you say that the physical transformation is not the point. Well then, what is? If it's that you feel better, then bully for you. Still, it's not anything that a good psychiatrist, or ten minutes down the pub with your mates, or some good old fashioned opium couldn't have done.
I had more points, but having retyped this after a power-cut, I've reconsidered typing them. Still (and this is more out of curiosity than anything), I thought only God got the Him treatment. I thought Jesus got a small "h".
------------------ "Sometimes I wish the planet would be scoured with cleansing fire. Other times I just wish Frank would be." Sol System
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Mind you, t'would be nice if we could keep the Christian bashing to a bare minimum. Not that I think there really has been any, but I would like to see us have a reasonable discussion and not have to consign it to the flames, as it were.
------------------ "What did it mean to fly? A tremor in your soul. To resist the dull insistance of gravity." -- Camper Van Beethoven
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But, to expand on what Sol said, let's also be aware of definitions. Christian = belief in God, Jesus and Holy Spirit. Christian does not equal belief in present day miracle healing, people shouting gibberish at you while holding your voice-box, or belief in con-artists who claim to be emmisary's from God who happen to hold suspicious doctorates.
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Occasionally I have spoken in tongues. In my case, the spelling would (especially recently) be rendered "AAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrggggghhhhhhhh!!!!"
Some speaking in tongues is intended to be translated by others. If you know for a fact that person A does not have a working knowledge of language B, yet you hear person A speak in language B (which you do know), this is evidence (though not necessarily proof) that something out of the ordinary is occurring.
I was also, for a time, a member of a Charismatic church. A Charismatic church is kind of like the Pentecostals (though I'm not precisely sure what the difference is) or like the holy rollers (without the rolling ). One way tongues was used would be for one person to pray in tongues. Then another person would receive the translation. These were generally prophetic or instructional (generally the latter) exhortations, given by the holy spirit. It's been a while since I attended that church (over 20 years), so I can't recite any specific examples.
Another way tongues is expressed is in private prayer. What happens when I pray that way is that I just utter nonsense syllables (privately, of course -- I understand it would definitely give someone an inaccurate impression -- I'm weird, just not the way that this would imply ). I figure that God knows what my problems are and what I need -- let Him sort it out. When you were an infant (before you could speak) and had needs, you would cry out to your mother -- she probably had a pretty good idea what your problem was. That's pretty much how that form of tongues works.
As far as the rest of the above is concerned, bryce had something interesting and exciting happen to him, of a religious nature, and he wanted to share this experience with his friends. If he'd been a native American telling about his vision quest, you would have asked questions and listened respectfully, if not credulously, or possibbly ignored this thread. As it turns out, he practices a religion you perceive as being filled with charlatans and their idiot-child followers, so you heckle him and call him three kinds of idiot.
Infinite diversity in infinite combination? Well, maybe, but not if you're a Christian. Had he been telling you all how much better he was than the rest of you because of his experience, I'dve been in the front row throwing overripe tomatoes. As it stands, I'm a bit disgusted.
I assume First of Two's segment is nonsense, and it's too small a sample anyway, but it's fun to look at.
"Anooka weeka wa naga naga del der an tagad bo iuuto bosh! Toron go bosh!"
The use of "bosh" in both sentences would probably indicate that it's a noun/pronoun, or perhaps a verb. I'm guessing noun/pronoun because the sentences probably describe related action, being paired up, but that needn't be the case.
The repetition of "naga" might be for emphasis.
-a might be a case ending, because of the string of words ending in it. Maybe one of the words is a noun and the other are modifying adjectives. For example, "Anooka" could be the noun, with the adjectives following it, if "naga naga" indicates an adjective or adverb empasized (like "really really" etc.)
If I'm right about the pronoun thing and the case ending thing, the verb lies somewhere in "del der an tagad bo iuuto." Likewise, the verb of the second sentence could be in "toron go." There's a parallel here, with "tagad bo" and "toron go." The -o words might be tense particles, with the other words the verbs. Maybe the tagading happened in the past, and the toroning is happening now, or something like that.
That leaves "del der an" and "iuuto" in the first sentence. Those could be more adverbs, or a prepositional phrase, etc.
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Oh, I'm not singling out Christians. That just happened to be the specific example needed, given the reference to Jesus. I consider all religions to be equally illogical. If a Native American were in here babbling about some "vision", I'd regard it in exactly the same light as the first post of this thread.
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Precisely. One hallucination, whether its brought about by fasting, happy 'shrooms, prayerful intent, or just wishful thinking, is pretty much the same as another.
Same goes for NDE's, Alien-got-me stories, other 'faith healing' instances, et cetera. Until some old guy with a scraggly beard grabs my hand and restores my left middle finger to 100% working order, I will treat these things as I would any other non-credible flight of fancy.
Of course, my totem animal (according to my N.Am. religion-following friend) IS Coyote, so I could just be messing with your minds.
------------------ "Nobody knows this, but I'm scared all the time... of what I might do, if I ever let go." -- Michael Garibaldi
). One way tongues was used would be for one person to pray in tongues. Then another person would receive the translation. These were generally prophetic or instructional (generally the latter) exhortations, given by the holy spirit. It's been a while since I attended that church (over 20 years), so I can't recite any specific examples.
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