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I keep having recurring dreams where I see myself back in my secondary school years especially connected to my first secondary school and my second secondary school but most times I forget the dreams afterward. This evening I had a particularly strange one. In the dream my family and I had relocated back to our old house in Port Harcourt the house we lived in around 2012. While we were there I noticed a man standing at a distance watching the house in a suspicious way as if he was planning to rob us. I was the first person to notice him and I panicked. I showed my mum and my sister and we were all anxious. We tried calling police numbers but none of them worked and I started desperately looking for ways to escape the house. Suddenly when I looked outside again the man was gone. Instead it was as if there was a party or gathering happening outside the house that same night. The threat had completely vanished and even my mum and sister who had seen the man earlier were surprised. What made the dream even more confusing was that it felt like we had relocated back to Port Harcourt but this time I was in SS3 again. I was considering which school I would attend because of my previous poor academic performance caused by relocation and in the dream I was thinking about changing schools again or possibly going to a boys school. At some point the dream shifted and I suddenly became aware that I had had similar dreams before dreams of being in that same house dreams of being in my first secondary school and dreams of being in my second secondary school but I had forgotten them. It felt like memories of old dreams were suddenly unlocked all at once and even dreams I had while I was in my second secondary school briefly came back to me. Just before I woke up I heard a thought or inner voice saying something like I was the first person to leave a school and later return to it. When I woke up I was deeply confused and for a moment my mind was still operating as if the dream was my current reality. Suddenly I remembered around 8 to 13 dreams I had completely forgotten before all connected to my secondary school life mostly my first secondary school and a few from my second secondary school. In real life I left my first secondary school because of poor academic performance and moved to my second secondary school in 2020. After waking up my mind replayed that entire period as if it was happening again leaving my first secondary school staying in my second secondary school possibly returning to my first secondary school and then maybe going back to my second secondary school to write WAEC all centered around academic struggle and relocation. What disturbed me most was how these forgotten dreams resurfaced like stored snapshots as if they had always been there and were suddenly opened all at once. It felt extremely strange disorienting and confusing and left me wondering why my mind revisited my past so vividly all at once. |
haffaze777:For your information I do not belong to any of these categorizations you put above, are you now seeing how limited your thinking is? |
etrouble:I resemble your popsy abi? |
haffaze777:I suppose you make use of your dictionary and understand words in context before displaying your ignorance on online platforms like this. |
haffaze777:That is all, why are y'all so hostile on this trend? |
Difrent:Despite dominating only two(2) out of six(6) geopolitical zones in Nigeria? |
haffaze777:Yes and what is wrong if I give my opinion on a specific topic you believe it's not concerning to an average Nigerian? Can't you just ignore the post if you have nothing to say or If you are not knowledgeable about this topic? |
When analyzing the religious affiliations in Nigeria, it becomes clear that the notion of a "50/50" Christian and Muslim population is far from reality. A closer examination reveals some important insights. Out of the six geopolitical zones in Nigeria, only two are predominantly Muslim: the North West and the North East. However, even in the North East, there is a significant Christian population. For example, Taraba is overwhelmingly Christian, while Adamawa maintains a near 50/50 Christian and Muslim distribution. Additionally, regions in southern Borno, Bauchi, and Gombe also have notable Christian communities. In contrast, the North Central and South West regions have significant Muslim populations, but they do not constitute a majority when compared to the Christian populations. The South South and South East zones are overwhelmingly Christian, with Edo State standing as an outlier that may consist of a 20-30% Muslim population. Even in the North West, where Islam has its stronghold, states like Kaduna have almost an equal Muslim and Christian population distribution. Kebbi State also has a substantial Christian population, possibly amounting to 20-30% of the state's total. When considering this, it becomes evident that although the North is often portrayed as uniformly Muslim, there are still significant Christian populations in the region, especially compared to the South, where Christianity is the dominant religion. The South West and Edo State, to some extent, are exceptions. However, in the South West, Islam appears to be on the decline, with frequent interfaith marriages between Christians and Muslims. Many Yoruba Muslims tend to convert to Christianity later in life. The notion that Nigeria is a Muslim-majority country is questionable. Even with the manipulation of census results to favor the far North, a proper revision of the population data could yield surprising results. Many research organizations still use the outdated religious division template from Nigeria’s 1963 census to project future population trends. Moreover, even within this multi-religious country, there are currently more Christian governors than Muslim governors. |
When analyzing the religious affiliations in Nigeria, it becomes clear that the notion of a "50/50" Christian and Muslim population is far from reality. A closer examination reveals some important insights. Out of the six geopolitical zones in Nigeria, only two are predominantly Muslim: the North West and the North East. However, even in the North East, there is a significant Christian population. For example, Taraba is overwhelmingly Christian, while Adamawa maintains a near 50/50 Christian and Muslim distribution. Additionally, regions in southern Borno, Bauchi, and Gombe also have notable Christian communities. In contrast, the North Central and South West regions have significant Muslim populations, but they do not constitute a majority when compared to the Christian populations. The South South and South East zones are overwhelmingly Christian, with Edo State standing as an outlier that may consist of a 20-30% Muslim population. Even in the North West, where Islam has its stronghold, states like Kaduna have almost an equal Muslim and Christian population distribution. Kebbi State also has a substantial Christian population, possibly amounting to 20-30% of the state's total. When considering this, it becomes evident that although the North is often portrayed as uniformly Muslim, there are still significant Christian populations in the region, especially compared to the South, where Christianity is the dominant religion. The South West and Edo State, to some extent, are exceptions. However, in the South West, Islam appears to be on the decline, with frequent interfaith marriages between Christians and Muslims. Many Yoruba Muslims tend to convert to Christianity later in life. The notion that Nigeria is a Muslim-majority country is questionable. Even with the manipulation of census results to favor the far North, a proper revision of the population data could yield surprising results. Many research organizations still use the outdated religious division template from Nigeria’s 1963 census to project future population trends. Moreover, even within this multi-religious country, there are currently more Christian governors than Muslim governors. |
Over the past few years, I’ve faced several significant challenges, both personally and academically, which have deeply affected my outlook on life and faith. As a 20-year-old nearing 21, I find myself at a crossroads, grappling with doubts about God, the weight of expectations, and my desire to succeed despite numerous setbacks. Academically, I’ve struggled to achieve the level of excellence I aspire to. Despite hours of study and preparation, my results often fall short of my expectations. I’ve found myself repeatedly scoring lower than anticipated, whether it’s getting a "C" in a course after reading for hours or practicing math for days only to end up with disappointing scores. It’s frustrating and exhausting, leaving me feeling like no matter how much effort I put in, I’m not seeing the fruits of my labor. As the firstborn son in an African family, the expectations are immense. I am expected to succeed, lead, and set an example for my siblings, while also carrying the hopes of my extended family. This pressure has weighed heavily on me, especially as I witness others achieving what I strive for, often with seemingly less effort. The constant feeling that people are watching and waiting for my failure adds to my emotional burden. To make matters worse, I struggle with health issues that seem unfair for someone my age. I have glaucoma and high blood pressure—conditions I never thought I would have to deal with so early in life. Alongside this, I battle personal habits like procrastination and laziness, which have hindered me from fully pursuing my goals, such as developing an online business or pushing myself to achieve academic excellence. Amidst all these struggles, I also face spiritual turmoil. I’ve prayed, read my Bible, and tried to remain faithful, but I often feel as if my prayers go unanswered. This silence has made me question God's existence and presence in my life. If there truly is a God, why would He allow me to endure so much—both physically and mentally? These thoughts have led me to the brink of atheism and agnosticism. I find myself wondering if God is real or if I am simply not worthy of His help. Perhaps I am being punished, or maybe I am meant to learn a lesson that still eludes me. But, as of now, I feel more disconnected from my faith than ever before. In light of all this, I’ve decided to focus on what I can control. My faith is shaky, and I no longer feel that relying on it will give me the answers I need right now. Instead, I am shifting my energy towards self-discipline and personal accountability. I will rely on myself to improve my academic standing, aiming to graduate with at least a 2’1, and I will pursue my other goals with determination. I recognize that I need to surround myself with people who will hold me accountable, though as an introvert, finding the right support system has been difficult. For now, I will turn to journaling, reflecting on my thoughts and feelings as I work to build a path forward. Whether or not there is a God, I need to take control of my life. I will put in the work, and with self-discipline and focus, I will push through these challenges to build the future I want. |
Over the past few years, I’ve faced several significant challenges, both personally and academically, which have deeply affected my outlook on life and faith. As a 20-year-old nearing 21, I find myself at a crossroads, grappling with doubts about God, the weight of expectations, and my desire to succeed despite numerous setbacks. Academically, I’ve struggled to achieve the level of excellence I aspire to. Despite hours of study and preparation, my results often fall short of my expectations. I’ve found myself repeatedly scoring lower than anticipated, whether it’s getting a "C" in a course after reading for hours or practicing math for days only to end up with disappointing scores. It’s frustrating and exhausting, leaving me feeling like no matter how much effort I put in, I’m not seeing the fruits of my labor. As the firstborn son in an African family, the expectations are immense. I am expected to succeed, lead, and set an example for my siblings, while also carrying the hopes of my extended family. This pressure has weighed heavily on me, especially as I witness others achieving what I strive for, often with seemingly less effort. The constant feeling that people are watching and waiting for my failure adds to my emotional burden. To make matters worse, I struggle with health issues that seem unfair for someone my age. I have glaucoma and high blood pressure—conditions I never thought I would have to deal with so early in life. Alongside this, I battle personal habits like procrastination and laziness, which have hindered me from fully pursuing my goals, such as developing an online business or pushing myself to achieve academic excellence. Amidst all these struggles, I also face spiritual turmoil. I’ve prayed, read my Bible, and tried to remain faithful, but I often feel as if my prayers go unanswered. This silence has made me question God's existence and presence in my life. If there truly is a God, why would He allow me to endure so much—both physically and mentally? These thoughts have led me to the brink of atheism and agnosticism. I find myself wondering if God is real or if I am simply not worthy of His help. Perhaps I am being punished, or maybe I am meant to learn a lesson that still eludes me. But, as of now, I feel more disconnected from my faith than ever before. In light of all this, I’ve decided to focus on what I can control. My faith is shaky, and I no longer feel that relying on it will give me the answers I need right now. Instead, I am shifting my energy towards self-discipline and personal accountability. I will rely on myself to improve my academic standing, aiming to graduate with at least a 2’1, and I will pursue my other goals with determination. I recognize that I need to surround myself with people who will hold me accountable, though as an introvert, finding the right support system has been difficult. For now, I will turn to journaling, reflecting on my thoughts and feelings as I work to build a path forward. Whether or not there is a God, I need to take control of my life. I will put in the work, and with self-discipline and focus, I will push through these challenges to build the future I want. |
jmoore:What's your estimate then? |
I find it hard to comprehend these statistics. How do these almost empty Northern states claim such numbers? Rank (2019) State Population (2006) Population (2023) 1 Kano State 9,401,288 16,253,549 2 Lagos State 9,113,605 15,772,884 3 Katsina State 5,801,584 9,300,382 4 Kaduna State 6,113,503 8,324,285 5 Bauchi State 4,653,066 7,540,663 6 Oyo State 5,580,894 7,512,855 7 Anambra State 3,177,828 5,299,910 8 Rivers State 5,198,716 7,234,973 9 Jigawa State 4,361,002 6,979,080 10 Niger State 3,954,772 6,720,617 11 Benue State 4,253,641 6,687,706 12 Borno State 4,171,104 6,651,590 13 Ogun State 3,751,140 6,445,275 14 Sokoto State 3,702,676 6,163,187 15 Delta State 4,112,445 6,107,543 16 Imo State 3,927,563 6,067,722 17 Kebbi State 3,256,541 6,001,610 18 Ondo State 3,460,877 5,469,707 19 Akwa Ibom State 3,902,051 5,780,581 20 Zamfara State 3,278,873 5,517,793 21 Plateau State 3,206,531 5,400,974 22 Enugu State 3,267,837 5,396,098 23 Adamawa State 3,178,950 5,236,948 24 Edo State 3,233,366 5,161,137 25 Kogi State 3,314,043 5,053,734 26 Abia State 2,845,380 4,841,943 - Federal Capital Territory 1,406,239 4,802,443 27 Gombe State 2,365,040 4,623,462 28 Yobe State 2,321,339 4,350,401 29 Taraba State 2,294,800 4,331,885 30 Kwara State 2,365,353 4,259,613 31 Osun State 3,416,959 4,237,396 32 Cross River State 2,892,988 4,175,020 33 Ebonyi State 2,176,947 4,007,155 34 Nasarawa State 1,869,377 3,632,239 35 Ekiti State 2,398,957 3,398,177 36 Bayelsa State 1,704,515 2,394,725 Total Nigeria 140,431,790 230,135,262
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Lalami3232:Talk 😅 |
condensedmilk:No I am not currently. |
I had a dream where I traveled to Lagos and met a pastor who preached a different doctrine of the Bible. I joined his church because he seemed to like me very much, and I witnessed him performing miracles. He even invited me into his office, where we sat, discussed various things, and cracked jokes. Over time, he became my friend. One day, I saw a young girl enter his office. She thanked him for healing her of a particular disease, though I couldn't remember exactly which one. However, she mentioned she still had a black spot on her rib that needed removal. The pastor began to pray for her, but as he did, I realized he was touching parts of her body he shouldn't have been touching. I felt very disgusted but didn't say anything; instead, I stepped back to observe. After the encounter, the girl left with a sad expression on her face. The pastor then asked me to check on her and see how she was doing. As I started running to find her, the setting suddenly changed from the church to my university. I ran barefoot, facing many obstacles, determined to console her. At one point, the girl turned a corner, and I felt a very strong, almost magnetic force holding me back, but I managed to push through and keep running. Eventually, I found her in a corner, mourning in a bush. I burst in and began to console her, telling her that the pastor was a bad person and that I had only met him in Lagos and would soon leave his ministry. I explained how bad I felt about how he had touched her. I asked how she found the church and whether her parents or someone else had brought her there, but she didn't respond. Instead, she started laughing and mentioned she couldn't understand all of my English, saying that they spoke Yoruba there. While she was smiling, I noticed another woman beside her, who seemed like a cleaner or something similar, just standing there silently, not saying anything. I then asked for her phone number in case she needed anything, but she didn't respond. She kept smiling, but then her face suddenly changed into another face. She asked me to help her with something, but I was in a hurry and told her I was late for my lecture. Strangely, the setting remained in my university by the end, and the girl seemed to be a modest girl, based on her dressing When I woke up, I was puzzled. The dream felt very random since I hadn't been thinking or imagining anything related to it before going to sleep. I had subtle intentions of helping her out, but there was also a hint of seeing if I could advance things. However, toward the end, her face changed. I'm looking for an interpretation of this dream, especially from those who can interpret dreams. |
doggedfighter:Sha don't squat with an absolute strangers, the odds of a regret are numerous. |
Wainey:Have some empathy before pronouncing judgment, he made a mistake me and you can make aswell. we are not infallible. |
DonroxyII:Most decent advice, I appreciate 🙏🏾 |
Ever since I was in nursery school one thing I noticed was I didn't have a lot of friends. I was a very quiet guy in class till the extent my mum had to convince her neighbour's daughter to switch her school to see if I would loosen up, which probably didn't work out. I was constantly backlashed by teachers back then and also wasn't used to my classmates. I eventually changed school because we moved to another area. In my new school, I had the same challenges. While still in nursery school, I remember whenever I got dropped off at school, my dad always requested I open my mouth and talk because I was reported several times by my new teachers. During this period, as a result of my quietness, I was molested by 2 girls in my class who usually touched my private parts. I remember one of them telling me she would marry me because I was quiet. We kissed and did all sorts of sexual stuff at that age. At home, I had a nanny... As I entered primary school, I changed school because we changed location again. In my new primary school, I was quiet, but not as quiet as in my nursery school. I had some friends and no issues with socializing, although there were times when I believe I was taken advantage of or did foolish things. I changed primary school again in Primary 2 due to another change in location. There, I was still deemed quiet but had no issues with socializing. However, I gathered a lot of hate, and I didn't know why. I remember a time we were taking photographs with friends, and when it was my turn, nobody came, despite every other pupil taking pictures with people who weren't necessarily their friends. My row was empty; only one of my friends came. I was so embarrassed that I decided not to snap the picture again. ... When I got into secondary school in JSS1 and JSS2, a similar thing was unfolding, just that this time I had companions. They kept changing during various times. In JSS3, I remember a guy even mocking me for not having friends, just people I talked to. In JSS3, I joined a bad gang just to be accepted and become popular. It worked, but it affected my studies, and I fell academically until SS1. The same bad gang; I had 'friends' in quotes then. I repeated SS1 and formed other friendships. My quiet nature was still there. People could tell that the bad guy image or the people I was moving with weren't my type. But I continued performing poorly in school until my dad changed my school. At this point, all my friendships didn't stand the test of time. Till this date, I don't talk to anyone from my former secondary school. In my new school, the same thing happened. I made friends, but only two of them I talk to till today. I have no contact with the others. Now, in university, I make bonds, but when I go home for holidays, the true nature of these bonds is revealed as we rarely keep in touch. Despite making efforts once in a while to reach out, I don't get authentic replies. Due to my experience, I am beginning to view new people in my life with some level of skepticism. Not that I show it, but at the back of my mind, I tell myself there's a 70% chance this person wouldn't last in my life—people come, people go. Some of my current friends display a level of ego toward me at times. I think I was too friendly, so now I find it hard being my full self in a friendship. I have calculations and analysis going through my head, and I don't put people in mind anymore. I try not to get easily attached. Due to having few friends, when I meet new ones, there's almost this form of scarcity mindset that creeps in, especially with the opposite gender (females). I start thinking about them, I guess because my first secondary school was a boys school but that's another issue on it's own although year by year It gets better. All in all, I've noticed that I don't form bonds, like long-lasting bonds, even though I am friendly. People either take me for granted or don't care. I'm in university, and some of these traits still persist, so I don't have a handful of true friends or people I can talk to. I am a boy. |
Ever since I was in nursery school one thing I noticed was I didn't have a lot of friends. I was a very quiet guy in class till the extent my mum had to convince her neighbour's daughter to switch her school to see if I would loosen up, which probably didn't work out. I was constantly backlashed by teachers back then and also wasn't used to my classmates. I eventually changed school because we moved to another area. In my new school, I had the same challenges. While still in nursery school, I remember whenever I got dropped off at school, my dad always requested I open my mouth and talk because I was reported several times by my new teachers. During this period, as a result of my quietness, I was molested by 2 girls in my class who usually touched my private parts. I remember one of them telling me she would marry me because I was quiet. We kissed and did all sorts of sexual stuff at that age. At home, I had a nanny... As I entered primary school, I changed school because we changed location again. In my new primary school, I was quiet, but not as quiet as in my nursery school. I had some friends and no issues with socializing, although there were times when I believe I was taken advantage of or did foolish things. I changed primary school again in Primary 2 due to another change in location. There, I was still deemed quiet but had no issues with socializing. However, I gathered a lot of hate, and I didn't know why. I remember a time we were taking photographs with friends, and when it was my turn, nobody came, despite every other pupil taking pictures with people who weren't necessarily their friends. My row was empty; only one of my friends came. I was so embarrassed that I decided not to snap the picture again. ... When I got into secondary school in JSS1 and JSS2, a similar thing was unfolding, just that this time I had companions. They kept changing during various times. In JSS3, I remember a guy even mocking me for not having friends, just people I talked to. In JSS3, I joined a bad gang just to be accepted and become popular. It worked, but it affected my studies, and I fell academically until SS1. The same bad gang; I had 'friends' in quotes then. I repeated SS1 and formed other friendships. My quiet nature was still there. People could tell that the bad guy image or the people I was moving with weren't my type. But I continued performing poorly in school until my dad changed my school. At this point, all my friendships didn't stand the test of time. Till this date, I don't talk to anyone from my former secondary school. In my new school, the same thing happened. I made friends, but only two of them I talk to till today. I have no contact with the others. Now, in university, I make bonds, but when I go home for holidays, the true nature of these bonds is revealed as we rarely keep in touch. Despite making efforts once in a while to reach out, I don't get authentic replies. Due to my experience, I am beginning to view new people in my life with some level of skepticism. Not that I show it, but at the back of my mind, I tell myself there's a 70% chance this person wouldn't last in my life—people come, people go. Some of my current friends display a level of ego toward me at times. I think I was too friendly, so now I find it hard being my full self in a friendship. I have calculations and analysis going through my head, and I don't put people in mind anymore. I try not to get easily attached. Due to having few friends, when I meet new ones, there's almost this form of scarcity mindset that creeps in, especially with the opposite gender (females). I start thinking about them, I guess because my first secondary school was a boys school but that's another issue on it's own although year by year It gets better. All in all, I've noticed that I don't form bonds, like long-lasting bonds, even though I am friendly. People either take me for granted or don't care. I'm in university, and some of these traits still persist, so I don't have a handful of true friends or people I can talk to. I am a boy. |
I was born and raised in a Christian family. My dad is Catholic, while my mum belongs to the Church of Christ in Nations (COCIN), a Christian denomination known for its prevalence in Plateau State and the North-Central region of Nigeria. Growing up, I attended the nearby Catholic Church, not far from our house, where I participated in Sunday schools and various church activities. My family — my mum, dad, my siblings, and I — also attended many Christian crusades in our area. Additionally, I went to "pseudo-secular schools" that were infused with Christian teachings, which is common in Christian-dominated regions of Nigeria. As a result, I had a strong foundation in the Christian faith from an early age. Before I entered secondary school, I would often attend different churches with my mum, who was more liberal and open to various Protestant denominations. Sometimes, we attended the Mountain of Fire and Miracles Ministries, Living Faith Church, the Redeemed Christian Church of God, and other Christian ministries, though these were just a handful (around five in total). Despite these changes in our church attendance, my dad continued to attend the Catholic Church, and there were times when we joined him as well. At that age, I did not care much about denominations; if I saw someone as a Christian, that was all that mattered to me. I even had neighbors who were Jehovah's Witnesses. Occasionally, they gave me their pamphlets, and I read about their beliefs. I never saw them as "other" but simply as Christians. However, things began to change when I entered a Catholic boarding school. I was exposed to a new lifestyle and the Catholic doctrine firsthand. We attended Mass every day, prayed the Rosary daily, and observed the Angelus. It was almost compulsory for us to join a church unit, like the Saint Anthony of Padua Union. We also had a subject in school specifically devoted to Catholic doctrines. During these years, my mindset began to shift. I vividly remember how some priests subtly criticized other churches, especially the Pentecostal ones, although this was not a frequent occurrence. Nevertheless, it influenced my thinking, and I began to believe that the Catholic Church was the only true church in the world. I recall getting into heated arguments with some of my classmates, who were Pentecostal, fiercely defending the supremacy of the Catholic Church. I was highly factual and adamant in my views, debunking the ideas of speaking in tongues and vehemently advocating doctrines like purgatory. However, during my time in Junior Secondary School (JSS 3), I started to doubt the existence of God. I became a self-proclaimed atheist, though I kept this to myself for obvious reasons. A series of events occurred between JSS 3 and Senior Secondary School (SS 1) that led me to revert back to Christianity, but this time with a more open-minded and seeking attitude. I began reading the Bible more, and I started to see things differently. Some of my initial convictions about certain practices within the Catholic Church began to fade. I realized that in the Catholic Church, church doctrines and scriptures were often placed on equal footing, which, in my view, shouldn't be the case. After this period of realization, I decided I was no longer a Catholic. Whenever I went back to school, I questioned everything that our priests taught that wasn't in accordance with the scriptures, and my friends often condemned me for it, even though I could prove my points. It became clear to me that many people didn't think for themselves, and I couldn't really blame them, as I was once like that, fully supporting the church without considering new ideas. Later on, in SS 2, I transferred to a new school for reasons unrelated to my change in religious views. In this new environment, which was more of a secular school, we had an equal number of Muslims and Christians, which allowed for more diverse interactions. This was one of the first times I began to understand how different denominations operated. I had friends who were Seventh-Day Adventists, Jehovah's Witnesses, and Muslims. I noticed how organized and disciplined the Muslims were. Although some might hide behind their religious garments to commit certain deeds, I admired how they respected their religion. Even devout Muslims were seen as the standard and were respected by other Muslims, unlike in Christianity, where people who have given their lives to Christ or are seen as born-again believers are sometimes mocked and called names like "holy holy" or "pastor." This observation led me to get an English translation of the Quran and read it out of curiosity, not because I was considering conversion but because I wanted to understand their worldview. Around this period, my family finally switched from Catholicism to Dunamis Church, especially my dad. My mum also stopped attending varied Christian churches and stuck to one. There had been a gap of about six years when we didn't go to church as much, and Sundays felt as leisurely as Saturdays. In my new school, I would sometimes get into arguments with Pentecostals about doctrines. Although I was neutral, I supported the Catholic side just to better understand their perspectives. I remember the first time I attended a Pentecostal church (Dunamis) after a long time, and I saw miracles happening. I was initially skeptical and thought everything was staged because I was coming from a Catholic background. However, with time, I understood that this was the power of God at work. Fast forward to now, I am in a Christian university where we attend church twice a week. The philosophy and doctrine here are similar to those of Dunamis but slightly different. This has led me to reconsider defining myself as a member of any particular denomination, and I now identify as a non-denominational Christian. From my experiences over the years, I have noticed that each church, in some way, presents its doctrine as the ultimate. I have done catechism in the Catholic Church and attended the Believers' Foundation Class in Dunamis, and both differ somewhat in doctrine and philosophy, each posing their doctrine as supreme. This seems to be the case everywhere I go. Sometimes, I ask myself why there is so much division in the body of Christ. I often conclude that "these things are bigger than me," but it's still a matter of concern. I've noticed that many Christians identify more with their denominations than with being Christians themselves, which, to me, seems absurd. I admire how, when Muslims see each other, regardless of whether they are Sunni or Shia, they regard each other as brothers. This is one of the things I appreciate about them. I know we may differ based on doctrine, but as long as we all agree that Jesus died and resurrected, I believe there should be no issue. I find it strange when people make denominations seem like a competition. This is why I see myself as a non-denominational Christian. When people ask about my denomination in conversations, I tell them I don't belong to any particular denomination, and they are often surprised. I then explain my perspective to them. I believe Christ's goal was for us to come under His worship as one, as stated in John 17:20-21: "I pray not only for them, but also for those who will believe in me through their word, so that they may all be one, as you, Father, are in me and I in you, that they also may be in us, so that the world may believe that you sent me." To me, our identity as Christians should be paramount, above the specific churches we attend. Sadly, this is not always the case. I have read the Bible many times, and it is easy to understand and interpret, yet I wonder why everyone seems to interpret things differently. As I said earlier, "these things are bigger than me," but it's still a matter of concern. I think it is high time we, as Christians, stop these divisions and start seeing ourselves as one. |
Hey there! I'm a 19-year-old guy, just putting it out there that I’m looking to make some solid friends. You know, the kind you can vibe with, have deep conversations about random things, and share a few laughs. I'm into economics, research, and always learning new ways to make money online (yep, I'm that curious guy). But don’t get it twisted, I’m also fun and easygoing! I'm looking for friends aged 17 to 20 who are down for meaningful connections, whether it’s over coffee, spontaneous hangouts, or just chatting about life. If you love exploring different perspectives, sharing ideas, or just feel like making a new friend, you can hit me up at my email. Let’s see where things go! |
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I am a 19-year-old boy currently undergoing a degree program at the university. One thing I have noticed from my experiences in public is that random people seem to find it easy to approach me. For example, I often find myself being the only person in a crowd who gets asked for help or the one whom many people find easy to ask for assistance. I seem to be the guy anyone can look at and feel comfortable asking anything. There are many instances where I have observed this. For example, the other day, while I was clearly engaged in a conversation with someone, another person looked directly at me and asked for money, completely ignoring the person I was with. Another time, a girl at the airport asked me to help her with her luggage after looking at my face, even though there were plenty of other guys on the plane she could have asked. These are just a few examples; there are many more I could give. I'm not saying this is a problem or anything, but it is just an observation. It seems I appear very approachable to anybody, and I'm not quite sure how. Are there cues I display unknowingly in public, traits people can observe, or aspects of my body language that make me seem this way? I don't know, but it must be something, as I seem to appear approachable to people with both good and bad intentions. |
Switinthemiddle:No body is looking for flaws we are curious and we need answers, you people think being curious and researching your Bible is all about bringing doubts, when logic fails to address certain issues that's when you people result to such statement. Although I do agree to some degree it can affect your faith but it makes you understand God better when well balanced, question on religion isn't bad the more you sweep these things under the carpert the more people get curious so rather try and address it than running to the weaker side of the pendulum. |
imampope:I like your point, on a broader percepective what's your take on having female friends when deep down your heart you aren't concealing any romantic relations. |
ggood:It's by residence questions weren't asked on cultural background. |
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