2Dbunk wrote:
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Replying to post 2 by Peds nurse]
2Dbunk wrote:It IS a fine day (I'm just getting over neck muscle spasms so this past week wasn't too glorious as I was in bed taking muscle relaxants -- just found out that I may have a magnesium deficiency). You are SO cheerful -- if ever I need a nurse in the hospital, I hope he or she is as pleasant.
I am happy that your neck spasms are better! That certainly isn't any fun at all! Thank you for the compliment. I am not a nurse in the hospital anymore. I hung up my shoes to do foster care (of which I love).
2Dbunk wrote:After reading your post I'm wondering what your Faith is (protestant, catholic, etc.)?
I suppose, I am closer to protestant, but I really don't like such labels. Sometimes, we can get so focused on doctrine, that we leave God out of the picture. I for sure, am a lover of God...and his people!
2Dbunk wrote:I like to think I can be as cheerful as you (if I don't get into discussions on religion). I've read the Bible and come away with quite a different take on its content than you. It does sound to me that your God is rather immature in proclaiming his jealousy. But that isn't the only issue I have with "Him." I don't have the time or space to list them all, but as sure as he DIDN'T make little green apples I just don't think such a meany could be God!
Thank you again, for the compliment. We are all entitled to our opinions, thoughts, and convictions. I see God as just, righteous, and full of mercy and grace.
2Dbunk wrote:I was raised in a home with a mom (Dutch Reformed and Democrat) and a dad (Progressive Mennonite and Republican). Thus my indoctrination into a certain Faith never took. I was obsessive compulsive into my twenties . . . the last compulsion was me determining if there was a God. Once I certified to myself that God most probably did not exist, my compulsions melted away. It was like being born again but not in the sense the fundamentalists seek.
Well my friend, I don't think that faith is something that we are born in to. It is something found, something that we take a hold of. It is very personal. I had no religion when I was young...just abuse.
2Dbunk wrote:I'm in my second marriage and I love her dearly. Believe me, she is a wonderful nurse, as she was to her previous husband who died from juvenile diabetes (he was blind most of their marriage). We both share the same apostasy -- we don't hate God . . . we just don't think he exists. She was brought up strict Catholic but lost her faith working as a secretary in a seminary.
Congratulations on your second marriage! I find it so wonderful when people openly admit their love and admiration for their spouse. It is beautiful. I understand the seminary aspect. My husband (who died), was in the seminary. Funny thing though, I didn't even know who God was at that time.
2Dbunk wrote:You and I are looking at different sides of a coin. From what I see on this forum, many are doing the same. You see God in everything and I see Nature in everything. For whatever reason God doesn't talk to me like he speaks to you. Why the difference?
I see God in nature. I suppose, the difference is what we are tuned in to. I am tuned into God's spirit. When I see a flower, I think of it's beautiful color, and the splendor of its beauty. This takes me to a verse where it tells us to not worry. If God clothes the flowers in such beauty, will he not meet our needs as well? So, I say a thank you to God, for his provisions in my life. He speaks to me through everyday things, situations, and people. Once I remember walking, and I asked God to give me a glimpse of how much he loves his people. I was so overwhelmed with love, but for a brief second, that I couldn't even breathe. It brought me to my knees.
My daughter is a nature person...not really a God person. I told her that we can find God in nature, and we take him with us when we leave. If it is just nature, we leave it there, to visit again.