In the past five years, I've lost a couple of friends and family to this disease. The latest was tonight.

She is an elderly woman, but it really hurts. She stopped taking her drugs, refused to take advice of doctors, because she believed God would heal her. Once I visited her, and some of her friends were there to encourage her. She kept quoting verses for them, telling them that 'God's word must come to pass in her life.'

It was awkward, for me, watching this. My heart screamed 'take your drugs, old lady', but she was sad already. She had heard from my mother that I was no longer Christian. She was the house cell leader; I was her assistant. She spent most of the evening, counselling me, advising me to return to God. At the end, she made me promise to attend her thanksgiving service.

Chemo had caused her to considerably lose weight - she was weak and in pain most of the time. But somehow, she was able to host church members and friends at a thanksgiving in church sometime last month. I attended the service and watched people acknowledge her 'strong faith', hail her as 'strong mummy'.

She's dead now. Gone. She might have been old, but I saw a young girl who was scared of death, who was scared of what had taken over her body. Maybe, I should have spoken more strongly, maybe if she had taken her medications, she'd still be with us. I will never know, and that hurts.

When a loved one is ill for a long time, it can take a huge toll on other members of the family. I have a similar experience which I, after much arguing and trying to convince myself, have decided to share. I'm usually a very private person, and I'm scared some of the information in the following paragraphs could identify me. Reached a point in life where I really don't care anymore.


I lost my siblings in a plane crash years back. My dad struggled to recover from the shock - my withdrawal from university some months later didn't help matters. He became terribly ill.

For a long time, he couldn't go to work. He was bed-ridden, and no one knew why. He talked about death often, struggled to sleep, and became very paranoid.

I left home for sometime(six years) to study, and returned home to meet a sad place. Dad was still ill, and years of diagnosis had not been able to identify what the problem was. Mom had gone full spiritual, and all kinds of 'e dey cure this, e dey cure that' vendors made profits from her trouble.

There were pastors, and evangelists coming over to pray daily. A superstitious uncle even suggested the land our house is built on needs spiritual cleansing. Anointing oils, lord chosen garments, Jerusalem water - we had it all.


My parents are aware I'm not Christian - of course, Mom thinks it's a phase I will grow out of, lol. Dad didn't care about it - his health was his major problem.

About a year after I returned home, Pops was with a friend who had come to visit, when he went into the toilet to pee. He collapsed, and was rushed to the hospital. After this incident began a steady decline in his mental health. He started seeing apparitions, couldn't sleep at night(or even day time), and had constant migraines that forced him to scream loud often every hour.

Words can't describe the pressure I felt at home during this period. My mom's prayers became more desperate and alarming - I feel religion has been a sort of shock absorber for her. One morning, Pops got violent, and was rolling on the ground, screaming and shouting. I decided to take him to a psychiatric hospital.

He was there for a week then returned home better, but still not well. I wasn't sure about the doctor he was seeing, so i tried to find some alternatives in Lagos and Ibadan. Got a few good contacts, but Pops was unwilling to go. Said he'd rather than go to any ibadan or lagos, that all Nigerian doctors are the same.

When the insomnia and apparitions returned some days later, I got tired of all the bullshit. I travelled to Lagos to meet with his brother to advice him to tell him to visit a good pyschologist/psychiatrist. I explained to him that it was my suspicion that he had a mental issue, not a spiritual one.

It was difficult to convince him, but at last, I was successful. I told him if my Dad died, I wouldn't tell people at his burial that 'God called him home'. I'd tell them the truth - a combination of shame, ignorance, and refusal to accept new information/knowledge was the 'killer'. I returned to PH happy, until I walked in to find some 'e dey work' vendor sitting outside with their 'magic medicine'. Chased that motherfucker away like in Nollywood movies.

Anyways, this story has been long enough. Pops agreed to go see a proper doctor. He was diagnosed (pyschotic disorder, like an extended form of depression). He's been on medication for the last two years, and we've been better. He's okay now, sleeps well, and even returned to work. He is not well yet, but he is so much better, and stronger now.

This experience taught me a lot. One, Nigerian medical system is really messed up. Pops went for a diagnosis once. Got the test results, and out of curiosity decided to search the terms online. One of the first results was his exact diagnosis - someone had just printed off some random shit off the internet based on what he had 'shared' with his doctor. Shocking if dem no tell you..

Also, our pastors,evangelists and children of God need to learn that 'prayer' is not a substitute for knowledge. People will always argue about how important 'faith' is in the recovery process - I have no arguments with that. But sometimes, just take the panadol. Don't try to 'tempt a miracle' from God out of your ordeal.

I hope this helps someone out there. Stay strong - things get better, and if they don't, keep wearing that smile.

Well, that was a good read.

To your aunty who claimed God’s word must come to pass in her life. I have nothing to say about her because most believers are like that.

There was one elderly man in my area who had appendicitis. He was supposed to go for the surgery to remove it before it ruptured. But he was advised by some of his colleagues in his church that he should not go for the surgery, that god was going to heal him. In my mind I didn’t even advise him cause at least the world would be less of one stupid person. So months later he died. During his funeral I was hearing things like “ our brother has gone to be with the lord”. I was just smiling in my mind and wondering why do we have this type of stupid people in the 21st century.

Since I’ve been born, I have never seen a time prayer worked

HappyPagan:
In the past five years, I've lost a couple of friends and family to this disease. The latest was tonight.

She is an elderly woman, but it really hurts. She stopped taking her drugs, refused to take advice of doctors, because she believed God would heal her. Once I visited her, and some of her friends were there to encourage her. She kept quoting verses for them, telling them that 'God's word must come to pass in her life.'

It was awkward, for me, watching this. My heart screamed 'take your drugs, old lady', but she was sad already. She had heard from my mother that I was no longer Christian. She was the house cell leader; I was her assistant. She spent most of the evening, counselling me, advising me to return to God. At the end, she made me promise to attend her thanksgiving service.

Chemo had caused her to considerably lose weight - she was weak and in pain most of the time. But somehow, she was able to host church members and friends at a thanksgiving in church sometime last month. I attended the service and watched people acknowledge her 'strong faith', hail her as 'strong mummy'.

She's dead now. Gone. She might have been old, but I saw a young girl who was scared of death, who was scared of what had taken over her body. Maybe, I should have spoken more strongly, maybe if she had taken her medications, she'd still be with us. I will never know, and that hurts.

When a loved one is ill for a long time, it can take a huge toll on other members of the family. I have a similar experience which I, after much arguing and trying to convince myself, have decided to share. I'm usually a very private person, and I'm scared some of the information in the following paragraphs could identify me. Reached a point in life where I really don't care anymore.


I lost my siblings in a plane crash years back. My dad struggled to recover from the shock - my withdrawal from university some months later didn't help matters. He became terribly ill.

For a long time, he couldn't go to work. He was bed-ridden, and no one knew why. He talked about death often, struggled to sleep, and became very paranoid.

I left home for sometime(six years) to study, and returned home to meet a sad place. Dad was still ill, and years of diagnosis had not been able to identify what the problem was. Mom had gone full spiritual, and all kinds of 'e dey cure this, e dey cure that' vendors made profits from her trouble.

There were pastors, and evangelists coming over to pray daily. A superstitious uncle even suggested the land our house is built on needs spiritual cleansing. Anointing oils, lord chosen garments, Jerusalem water - we had it all.


My parents are aware I'm not Christian - of course, Mom thinks it's a phase I will grow out of, lol. Dad didn't care about it - his health was his major problem.

About a year after I returned home, Pops was with a friend who had come to visit, when he went into the toilet to pee. He collapsed, and was rushed to the hospital. After this incident began a steady decline in his mental health. He started seeing apparitions, couldn't sleep at night(or even day time), and had constant migraines that forced him to scream loud often every hour.

Words can't describe the pressure I felt at home during this period. My mom's prayers became more desperate and alarming - I feel religion has been a sort of shock absorber for her. One morning, Pops got violent, and was rolling on the ground, screaming and shouting. I decided to take him to a psychiatric hospital.

He was there for a week then returned home better, but still not well. I wasn't sure about the doctor he was seeing, so i tried to find some alternatives in Lagos and Ibadan. Got a few good contacts, but Pops was unwilling to go. Said he'd rather than go to any ibadan or lagos, that all Nigerian doctors are the same.

When the insomnia and apparitions returned some days later, I got tired of all the bullshit. I travelled to Lagos to meet with his brother to advice him to tell him to visit a good pyschologist/psychiatrist. I explained to him that it was my suspicion that he had a mental issue, not a spiritual one.

It was difficult to convince him, but at last, I was successful. I told him if my Dad died, I wouldn't tell people at his burial that 'God called him home'. I'd tell them the truth - a combination of shame, ignorance, and refusal to accept new information/knowledge was the 'killer'. I returned to PH happy, until I walked in to find some 'e dey work' vendor sitting outside with their 'magic medicine'. Chased that motherfucker away like in Nollywood movies.

Anyways, this story has been long enough. Pops agreed to go see a proper doctor. He was diagnosed (pyschotic disorder, like an extended form of depression). He's been on medication for the last two years, and we've been better. He's okay now, sleeps well, and even returned to work. He is not well yet, but he is so much better, and stronger now.

This experience taught me a lot. One, Nigerian medical system is really messed up. Pops went for a diagnosis once. Got the test results, and out of curiosity decided to search the terms online. One of the first results was his exact diagnosis - someone had just printed off some random shit off the internet based on what he had 'shared' with his doctor. Shocking if dem no tell you..

Also, our pastors,evangelists and children of God need to learn that 'prayer' is not a substitute for knowledge. People will always argue about how important 'faith' is in the recovery process - I have no arguments with that. But sometimes, just take the panadol. Don't try to 'tempt a miracle' from God out of your ordeal.

I hope this helps someone out there. Stay strong - things get better, and if they don't, keep wearing that smile.

The dark skinned people are mentally dead and cannot help themselves.

God and science are not parallel lines, they are the same and contiguous, but I doubt you OP know this, otherwise many of the nonsense you say on this forum you wouldn't say it.

God created the world and everything in it; the Higgs Boson is the God particle, it is the basis of all matter in the universe. No Higgs= no matter= no universe, and it is called the God-particle, please ponder if you can.

Please spare us your lengthy drivel this morning, you are just as confused as others, with no real understanding of the real issues of how the world is run.

The mentally dead will not stay mentally dead forever.

MrPresident1:

The mentally dead will not stay mentally dead forever.

Amen to this.

hakeem4:
Well, that was a good read.

To your aunty who claimed God’s word must come to pass in her life. I have nothing to say about her because most believers are like that.

There was one elderly man in my area who had appendicitis. He was supposed to go for the surgery to remove it before it ruptured. But he was advised by some of his colleagues in his church that he should not go for the surgery, that god was going to heal him. In my mind I didn’t even advise him cause at least the world would be less of one stupid person. So months later he died. During his funeral I was hearing things like “ our brother has gone to be with the lord”. I was just smiling in my mind and wondering why do we have this type of stupid people in the 21st century.

Since I’ve been born, I have never seen a time prayer worked

You see the nonsense you people are doing on this forum, you will be fully recompensed. These people will not remain dead forever, as you have shown no respect or discretion toward them during the time they were dead, so also will you not receive one iota of pity when power is given back to them again and forever.

Continue in your work.

Trump has already declared Peace and Safety.
He has also called himself the Almighty God

The resurrection is only days, hours, minutes, seconds away; when they hear the voice of their God, the sound of thunder! Your punishment is in their hands.

Ezekiel 35:6
Therefore, as I live, saith the Lord God, I will prepare thee untoblood, and blood shall pursue thee: sith thou hast not hatedblood, even blood shall pursue thee.

MrPresident1:


You see the nonsense you people are doing on this forum, you will be fully recompensed. These people will not remain dead forever, as you have shown no respect or discretion toward them during the time they were dead, so also will you not receive one iota of pity when power is given back to them again and forever.

Continue in your work.

Trump has already declared Peace and Safety.
He has also called himself the Almighty God

The resurrection is only days, hours, minutes, seconds away; when they hear the voice of their God, the sound of thunder! Your punishment is in their hands.

Ezekiel 35:6
Therefore, as I live, saith the Lord God, I will prepare thee untoblood, and blood shall pursue thee: sith thou hast not hatedblood, even blood shall pursue thee.

I hope you don't take drugs?

HappyPagan:
In the past five years, I've lost a couple of friends and family to this disease. The latest was tonight.

She is an elderly woman, but it really hurts. She stopped taking her drugs, refused to take advice of doctors, because she believed God would heal her. Once I visited her, and some of her friends were there to encourage her. She kept quoting verses for them, telling them that 'God's word must come to pass in her life.'

It was awkward, for me, watching this. My heart screamed 'take your drugs, old lady', but she was sad already. She had heard from my mother that I was no longer Christian. She was the house cell leader; I was her assistant. She spent most of the evening, counselling me, advising me to return to God. At the end, she made me promise to attend her thanksgiving service.

Chemo had caused her to considerably lose weight - she was weak and in pain most of the time. But somehow, she was able to host church members and friends at a thanksgiving in church sometime last month. I attended the service and watched people acknowledge her 'strong faith', hail her as 'strong mummy'.

She's dead now. Gone. She might have been old, but I saw a young girl who was scared of death, who was scared of what had taken over her body. Maybe, I should have spoken more strongly, maybe if she had taken her medications, she'd still be with us. I will never know, and that hurts.

When a loved one is ill for a long time, it can take a huge toll on other members of the family. I have a similar experience which I, after much arguing and trying to convince myself, have decided to share. I'm usually a very private person, and I'm scared some of the information in the following paragraphs could identify me. Reached a point in life where I really don't care anymore.


I lost my siblings in a plane crash years back. My dad struggled to recover from the shock - my withdrawal from university some months later didn't help matters. He became terribly ill.

For a long time, he couldn't go to work. He was bed-ridden, and no one knew why. He talked about death often, struggled to sleep, and became very paranoid.

I left home for sometime(six years) to study, and returned home to meet a sad place. Dad was still ill, and years of diagnosis had not been able to identify what the problem was. Mom had gone full spiritual, and all kinds of 'e dey cure this, e dey cure that' vendors made profits from her trouble.

There were pastors, and evangelists coming over to pray daily. A superstitious uncle even suggested the land our house is built on needs spiritual cleansing. Anointing oils, lord chosen garments, Jerusalem water - we had it all.


My parents are aware I'm not Christian - of course, Mom thinks it's a phase I will grow out of, lol. Dad didn't care about it - his health was his major problem.

About a year after I returned home, Pops was with a friend who had come to visit, when he went into the toilet to pee. He collapsed, and was rushed to the hospital. After this incident began a steady decline in his mental health. He started seeing apparitions, couldn't sleep at night(or even day time), and had constant migraines that forced him to scream loud often every hour.

Words can't describe the pressure I felt at home during this period. My mom's prayers became more desperate and alarming - I feel religion has been a sort of shock absorber for her. One morning, Pops got violent, and was rolling on the ground, screaming and shouting. I decided to take him to a psychiatric hospital.

He was there for a week then returned home better, but still not well. I wasn't sure about the doctor he was seeing, so i tried to find some alternatives in Lagos and Ibadan. Got a few good contacts, but Pops was unwilling to go. Said he'd rather than go to any ibadan or lagos, that all Nigerian doctors are the same.

When the insomnia and apparitions returned some days later, I got tired of all the bullshit. I travelled to Lagos to meet with his brother to advice him to tell him to visit a good pyschologist/psychiatrist. I explained to him that it was my suspicion that he had a mental issue, not a spiritual one.

It was difficult to convince him, but at last, I was successful. I told him if my Dad died, I wouldn't tell people at his burial that 'God called him home'. I'd tell them the truth - a combination of shame, ignorance, and refusal to accept new information/knowledge was the 'killer'. I returned to PH happy, until I walked in to find some 'e dey work' vendor sitting outside with their 'magic medicine'. Chased that motherfucker away like in Nollywood movies.

Anyways, this story has been long enough. Pops agreed to go see a proper doctor. He was diagnosed (pyschotic disorder, like an extended form of depression). He's been on medication for the last two years, and we've been better. He's okay now, sleeps well, and even returned to work. He is not well yet, but he is so much better, and stronger now.

This experience taught me a lot. One, Nigerian medical system is really messed up. Pops went for a diagnosis once. Got the test results, and out of curiosity decided to search the terms online. One of the first results was his exact diagnosis - someone had just printed off some random shit off the internet based on what he had 'shared' with his doctor. Shocking if dem no tell you..

Also, our pastors,evangelists and children of God need to learn that 'prayer' is not a substitute for knowledge. People will always argue about how important 'faith' is in the recovery process - I have no arguments with that. But sometimes, just take the panadol. Don't try to 'tempt a miracle' from God out of your ordeal.

I hope this helps someone out there. Stay strong - things get better, and if they don't, keep wearing that smile.

Nwanne, I'm very sorry for your pain. I already knew some of your story - you've told it before, and I don't remember now if you told me in person but you may have too. I'm sorry.

This experience that you had is, while not quite like mine, the kind of thing that drove me to seeking to understand the Bible as perfectly as I could.

I grew up in a house where we had morning and night prayers complete with Bible-reading, hymn-singing, and prayer. We even had our occasional family fasts and night vigils. I was probably in J.S. 1 when we started buying and using some of those midnight prayer manuals.

The seed of faith idea was sponsored by me back home after I learned of it in school too. We were deep "in the zone," you might say. But I was always looking to see if things worked out like those who wrote the things we read and practised said that they would. That was why by the time I finished secondary school, I was jaded already. The "experts" in the Faith did not seem to know anything at all. What I saw in the Bible and what I read from them were very often two different things, although I tried to give them benefit of the doubt and consider that I knew nothing and they had "the anointing." Seed of faith and faithful tithing did not get my dad's debtors to pay him. We lived from hand to mouth for a long time. In fact, my siblings still think the way, or close, I used to, and many of them are still dealing with the same kind of financial difficulties we grew up with.

I couldn't take platitudes as answers after a while, so I struck out on my own to find the Truth, whatever it might be. That is what has brought me where you now see me.

As I said, our stories aren't the same. You have suffered great tragedies, and I have seen far less than that embitter someone against God. But this world is one of pain. In the end, nothing here is permanent. We lose it all. If it is not taken from us, we are taken from them. So, it is always a losing strategy to invest so much in this world. Even a neophyte wealth manager would say that you don't invest in nothing. You always invest in hopes of a profit. So, the wise thing to do is to find a profitable hope that will not fail and invest ourselves in it.

That is what I have done with Jesus Christ. I expect that much ill will yet happen to me. I expect to experience the Tribulation, for example. I have a fiancee I love very much and will soon marry, God-willing. We may have kids by the time the Tribulation begins. They could all be taken from me in that time. Or I could be taken from them. I have a large extended family too, and I love them all very much. They too could be taken from me, if they do not turn on me, that is. There is the strong possibility of worse pain than any human mind today can even begin to imagine for many like me on the threshold of that horrendous time. The only way that I know how to deal with it is to hang all my hopes and desires on whatever the Lord Jesus says. I am confident that nothing I could have or lose in this life is in any way comparable to the least that the Lord has for anyone who chooses to trust Him with their lives today. That is my own investment strategy.

Again, I wish with all my heart that those who pretend to know anything about God and teach others were people who did know something about Him. If they did, you may have been better prepared for the things that befell you. But there is still today, and you are still alive. There are people who do know and who can teach you, if you want to learn.

Children close their eyes and pretend that there are no monsters under their beds. Indeed there may not be. But wise adults get a flashlight and any weapon they have to make sure that they can sleep when they close their eyes.

Thank the stars for a good resolution.

In my case I am thankful that I have sensible siblings who even though are still Christian will not compromise medicine for faith healing and we together resist any such interference.

MrPresident1:


The dark skinned people are mentally dead and cannot help themselves.

God and science are not parallel lines, they are the same and contiguous, but I doubt you OP know this, otherwise many of the nonsense you say on this forum you wouldn't say it.

God created the world and everything in it; the Higgs Boson is the God particle, it is the basis of all matter in the universe. No Higgs= no matter= no universe, and it is called the God-particle, please ponder if you can.

Please spare us your lengthy drivel this morning, you are just as confused as others, with no real understanding of the real issues of how the world is run.

The mentally dead will not stay mentally dead forever.

You, MrPresident "God particle", who has a "real understanding of the real issues of how the world is run", completely ignored "the real issues of how the world is" for our neighbour Pagan for your love of "Higgs Boson".

HappyPagan:

Amen to this.

Amen Happy! You are Intelligence and Power!

budaatum:

You, MrPresident "God particle", who has a "real understanding of the real issues of how the world is run", completely ignored "the real issues of how the world is" for our neighbour Pagan for your love of "Higgs Boson".

Just wait for him, the one who comes with thunder

All of you will have your just recompense. As you have shown no discretion, so no discretion will be shown to you.

The dead will be back, it is the infallible promise of our GOD

somehow:


I hope you don't take drugs?

You are mentally dead. If not you would not be asking your father this stupid question

Ihedinobi3:

Nwanne, I'm very sorry for your pain. I already knew some of your story - you've told it before, and I don't remember now if you told me in person but you may have too. I'm sorry.

This experience that you had is, while not quite like mine, the kind of thing that drove me to seeking to understand the Bible as perfectly as I could.

I grew up in a house where we had morning and night prayers complete with Bible-reading, hymn-singing, and prayer. We even had our occasional family fasts and night vigils. I was probably in J.S. 1 when we started buying and using some of those midnight prayer manuals.

The seed of faith idea was sponsored by me back home after I learned of it in school too. We were deep "in the zone," you might say. But I was always looking to see if things worked out like those who wrote the things we read and practised said that they would. That was why by the time I finished secondary school, I was jaded already. The "experts" in the Faith did not seem to know anything at all. What I saw in the Bible and what I read from them were very often two different things, although I tried to give them benefit of the doubt and consider that I knew nothing and they had "the anointing." Seed of faith and faithful tithing did not get my dad's debtors to pay him. We lived from hand to mouth for a long time. In fact, my siblings still think the way, or close, I used to, and many of them are still dealing with the same kind of financial difficulties we grew up with.

I couldn't take platitudes as answers after a while, so I struck out on my own to find the Truth, whatever it might be. That is what has brought me where you now see me.

As I said, our stories aren't the same. You have suffered great tragedies, and I have seen far less than that embitter someone against God. But this world is one of pain. In the end, nothing here is permanent. We lose it all. If it is not taken from us, we are taken from them. So, it is always a losing strategy to invest so much in this world. Even a neophyte wealth manager would say that you don't invest in nothing. You always invest in hopes of a profit. So, the wise thing to do is to find a profitable hope that will not fail and invest ourselves in it.

That is what I have done with Jesus Christ. I expect that much ill will yet happen to me. I expect to experience the Tribulation, for example. I have a fiancee I love very much and will soon marry, God-willing. We may have kids by the time the Tribulation begins. They could all be taken from me in that time. Or I could be taken from them. I have a large extended family too, and I love them all very much. They too could be taken from me, if they do not turn on me, that is. There is the strong possibility of worse pain than any human mind today can even begin to imagine for many like me on the threshold of that horrendous time. The only way that I know how to deal with it is to hang all my hopes and desires on whatever the Lord Jesus says. I am confident that nothing I could have or lose in this life is in any way comparable to the least that the Lord has for anyone who chooses to trust Him with their lives today. That is my own investment strategy.

Again, I wish with all my heart that those who pretend to know anything about God and teach others were people who did know something about Him. If they did, you may have been better prepared for the things that befell you. But there is still today, and you are still alive. There are people who do know and who can teach you, if you want to learn.

Children close their eyes and pretend that there are no monsters under their beds. Indeed there may not be. But wise adults get a flashlight and any weapon they have to make sure that they can sleep when they close their eyes.

All words no substance. You are honing your writing skills right?

MrPresident1:


All words no substance. You are honing your writing skills right?

And what, pray tell, is your problem with me now?

I hope you're not religious because only an atheist is expected to sound this way. If you are a Christian and you typed this, then you're a stumbling block to the gospel of Jesus Christ and must repent or be purged out. (You sound like a bot to the wheel of the good news)

MrPresident1:


You are mentally dead. If not you would not be asking your father this stupid question

Ihedinobi3:

And what, pray tell, is your problem with me now?

Stop writing long long Englishes. Study more. The tribulation is over.

somehow:
I hope you're not religious because the only atheist is expected to sound this way. If you are a Christian and you typed this, then you're a stumbling block to the gospel of Jesus Christ and must repent or be purged out. (You sound like a bot to the wheel of the good news)

I am priming you. The one who is coming is fiery like thunder!

If una like make una accept, if una like delay your salvation, na una sabi. The gospel has already been preached to the whole world. Any moment from now the trumpet will sound, the thunder of GOD

MrPresident1:


I am priming you. The one who is coming is fiery like thunder!

If una like make una accept, if una like delay your salvation, na una sabi. The gospel has already been preached to the whole world. Any moment from now the trumpet will sound, the thunder of GOD

No trumpet is sounding for the next 100 years.

The world has seen worse happenings in time past so keep your fear mongering to yourself and work on your life which is far from the Christ you claim to follow.

somehow:


No trumpet is sounding for the next 100 years.

The world has seen worse happenings in time past so keep your fear mongering to yourself and work on your life which is far from the Christ you claim to follow.

Get lost!

MrPresident1:

Get lost!

Repent and serve the God or god you follow truthfully.

MrPresident1:


Stop writing long long Englishes. Study more. The tribulation is over.

I don't believe I'm your slave or your employee, so I'm not obliged to obey you.

Where does the Bible teach that the Tribulation is over?

Ihedinobi3:

I don't believe I'm your slave or your employee, so I'm not obliged to obey you.

Where does the Bible teach that the Tribulation is over?

So all the things I have been writing all these while you have not been reading, you think I am here to waste my time, abi?

The tribulation ended on 14th August 2017 when President Trump of the world America declared it over, then on the 21st of August 2017, there was a darkening of the sun and moon over America, search for the great American Eclipse on google.

Matthew 24:29
Immediately after the tribulation of those days shall the sun be darkened, and the moon shall not give her light, and the stars shall fall from heaven, and the powers of the heavens shall be shaken:

Read this thread

https://www.nairaland.com/4005560/spiritual-implication-eclipse-america-great

MrPresident1:


So all the things I have been writing all these while you have not been reading, you think I am here to waste my time, abi?

The tribulation ended on 14th August 2012017 when President Trump of the world America declared it over, then on the 21st of August 2017, there was a darkening of the sun and moon over America, search for the great American Eclipse on google.

Matthew 24:29
Immediately after the tribulation of those days shall the sun be darkened, and the moon shall not give her light, and the stars shall fall from heaven, and the powers of the heavens shall be shaken:

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I'm not sure why I should care about anything you write. Have you ever invited me to read it? Or do you suppose that I come on Nairaland to be tutored by you?

Even if your second paragraph didn't sound so crazy, it wouldn't matter a whit to me, since it is not from the Bible.

As for your use of Matthew 24:29, the events there are global in nature. Apart from the fact that the seven-year Tribulation will be an unmistakable experience for all those who live through it, the supernatural darkening of the Sun and Moon at the end of it will be global, not just over America.

Ihedinobi3:

I'm not sure why I should care about anything you write. Have you ever invited me to read it? Or do you suppose that I come on Nairaland to be tutored by you?

Even if your second paragraph didn't sound so crazy, it wouldn't matter a whit to me, since it is not from the Bible.

As for your use of Matthew 24:29, the events there are global in nature. Apart from the fact that the seven-year Tribulation will be an unmistakable experience for all those who live through it, the supernatural darkening of the Sun and Moon at the end of it will be global, not just over America.

Ihedinobi olodo, English writer

Ihedinobi3, explain this verse for me


Amos 8:9 
9 And it shall come to pass in that day, saith the Lord God, that I will cause the sun to go down at noon, and I will darken the earth in the clear day:

MrPresident1:
Ihedinobi3, explain this verse for me


Amos 8:9 
9 And it shall come to pass in that day, saith the Lord God, that I will cause the sun to go down at noon, and I will darken the earth in the clear day:

What exactly can an olodo explain to you? Are you not the teacher of olodos?

Ihedinobi3:

What exactly can an olodo explain to you? Are you not the teacher of olodos?

Na you sabi. Ciao

Ihedinobi3:

And what, pray tell, is your problem with me now?

He has problems with everyone, I think.

Ihedinobi3:

What exactly can an olodo explain to you? Are you not the teacher of olodos?

See. President indeed needs to learn, but humble? Give him time and he'd likely tell other's to humble. Fortunately we do not rely on him seeing he has to learn. We show him himself. Let him see himself in his own mirror. After all, he has been making words, and NL is going nowhere and we are good at reminding ourselves. Nothing is more humbling than looking back on an old discussion and seeing how much of an ass one was.

Just thought I'd show you learners indeed might ought to humble themselves. But as we see here, they hardly ever do. And because the Lord God said, ”Love them", we must make them learn that the wages of ignorance is death.

Logicboy here.


Happypagan, you are a strong man. I would have been depressed to death in your situation.

Thanks for sharing your experience. It will help a lot of people.

@Dantedasz, thanks for sharing as well.

Ihedinobi3:

Nwanne, I'm very sorry for your pain. I already knew some of your story - you've told it before, and I don't remember now if you told me in person but you may have too. I'm sorry.

This experience that you had is, while not quite like mine, the kind of thing that drove me to seeking to understand the Bible as perfectly as I could.

I grew up in a house where we had morning and night prayers complete with Bible-reading, hymn-singing, and prayer. We even had our occasional family fasts and night vigils. I was probably in J.S. 1 when we started buying and using some of those midnight prayer manuals.

The seed of faith idea was sponsored by me back home after I learned of it in school too. We were deep "in the zone," you might say. But I was always looking to see if things worked out like those who wrote the things we read and practised said that they would. That was why by the time I finished secondary school, I was jaded already. The "experts" in the Faith did not seem to know anything at all. What I saw in the Bible and what I read from them were very often two different things, although I tried to give them benefit of the doubt and consider that I knew nothing and they had "the anointing." Seed of faith and faithful tithing did not get my dad's debtors to pay him. We lived from hand to mouth for a long time. In fact, my siblings still think the way, or close, I used to, and many of them are still dealing with the same kind of financial difficulties we grew up with.

I couldn't take platitudes as answers after a while, so I struck out on my own to find the Truth, whatever it might be. That is what has brought me where you now see me.

As I said, our stories aren't the same. You have suffered great tragedies, and I have seen far less than that embitter someone against God. But this world is one of pain. In the end, nothing here is permanent. We lose it all. If it is not taken from us, we are taken from them. So, it is always a losing strategy to invest so much in this world. Even a neophyte wealth manager would say that you don't invest in nothing. You always invest in hopes of a profit. So, the wise thing to do is to find a profitable hope that will not fail and invest ourselves in it.

That is what I have done with Jesus Christ. I expect that much ill will yet happen to me. I expect to experience the Tribulation, for example. I have a fiancee I love very much and will soon marry, God-willing. We may have kids by the time the Tribulation begins. They could all be taken from me in that time. Or I could be taken from them. I have a large extended family too, and I love them all very much. They too could be taken from me, if they do not turn on me, that is. There is the strong possibility of worse pain than any human mind today can even begin to imagine for many like me on the threshold of that horrendous time. The only way that I know how to deal with it is to hang all my hopes and desires on whatever the Lord Jesus says. I am confident that nothing I could have or lose in this life is in any way comparable to the least that the Lord has for anyone who chooses to trust Him with their lives today. That is my own investment strategy.

Again, I wish with all my heart that those who pretend to know anything about God and teach others were people who did know something about Him. If they did, you may have been better prepared for the things that befell you. But there is still today, and you are still alive. There are people who do know and who can teach you, if you want to learn.

Children close their eyes and pretend that there are no monsters under their beds. Indeed there may not be. But wise adults get a flashlight and any weapon they have to make sure that they can sleep when they close their eyes.

I await they day, you lose this your delusion.

Why can't you just empathize and be done? No, you must bring in your belief in religion even when consoling an atheist.


Even the bible says that one should know how to hold his tongue.