RE: Trey Smith video
October 20, 2013 at 6:46 pm
(This post was last modified: October 20, 2013 at 6:49 pm by professor.)
Whatever- Notwithstanding what I think is a word from Apop to keep my mouth shut (at least I think that is her drift) I want to give a shot at an answer to you.
The Professor tag came from one of the young engineers where I work.
I had been instructing them on the workings of turbomachinery and began being called the professor.
The net was a new thing for me and needing a tag- that name came into my mind.
I heard later that college professors long ago were required to profess Christ in order to be able to teach. Most all of these teaching outfits began in Christianity. Seemed to make sense.
I grew up in Catholicism and blew it off after teen years.
However I began a quest for the answer to 2 questions - what am I doing here and where am I going.
This led me to investigate spiritual paths. I read the N.Testament and books on astral projection and ghosts/occult stuff.
I concluded out of all the myriad philosophies and religions - one - only one is the truth and all else are lies or shades of lies.
On my way home from work (12am) the question kept coming to me: WHERE will you be in 100 years? Also, the words of Jesus were burning in my mind= "He that is not with me is against me" .
Three logical choices were in my mind (since if one looks at life as if the good outweighs the bad - you stay but if it is the other way around - the wise thing would be to exit):
Fly my new van into a tree at as fast as it will go, But what if there is a hell?
Or (the unthinkable) go out on that limb- totally surrender to God and see what happens.
Or go on in this flux which I hated.
One night I came home in turmoil needing to make a decision (pondering all the evil in this world -some of it my own creation) and I decided to saw off the limb and go for it.
I prayed an "Act of contrition" and "Our Father" (the only good Catholic prayers) and I said- don't ever let me get away from you.
I instantly woke up in the morning having no recollection of going to sleep or anything after that prayer. I thought, Oh boy. God is real. I was different, I knew that I knew that I knew.
I immediately dove into the prophetic portions of the Bible ( a subset of "Where am I going"). That was over 40 years ago.
Theism ?? You guys are beyond me in philosophy.
I consider the Bible like an instruction book one gets when he buys a machine or a car. A Manufactures hand book of sorts.
Authority in prayer comes from what is written.
This whole area is in a different realm- that is the difficulty and stumbling block for us all. Including me.
The Professor tag came from one of the young engineers where I work.
I had been instructing them on the workings of turbomachinery and began being called the professor.
The net was a new thing for me and needing a tag- that name came into my mind.
I heard later that college professors long ago were required to profess Christ in order to be able to teach. Most all of these teaching outfits began in Christianity. Seemed to make sense.
I grew up in Catholicism and blew it off after teen years.
However I began a quest for the answer to 2 questions - what am I doing here and where am I going.
This led me to investigate spiritual paths. I read the N.Testament and books on astral projection and ghosts/occult stuff.
I concluded out of all the myriad philosophies and religions - one - only one is the truth and all else are lies or shades of lies.
On my way home from work (12am) the question kept coming to me: WHERE will you be in 100 years? Also, the words of Jesus were burning in my mind= "He that is not with me is against me" .
Three logical choices were in my mind (since if one looks at life as if the good outweighs the bad - you stay but if it is the other way around - the wise thing would be to exit):
Fly my new van into a tree at as fast as it will go, But what if there is a hell?
Or (the unthinkable) go out on that limb- totally surrender to God and see what happens.
Or go on in this flux which I hated.
One night I came home in turmoil needing to make a decision (pondering all the evil in this world -some of it my own creation) and I decided to saw off the limb and go for it.
I prayed an "Act of contrition" and "Our Father" (the only good Catholic prayers) and I said- don't ever let me get away from you.
I instantly woke up in the morning having no recollection of going to sleep or anything after that prayer. I thought, Oh boy. God is real. I was different, I knew that I knew that I knew.
I immediately dove into the prophetic portions of the Bible ( a subset of "Where am I going"). That was over 40 years ago.
Theism ?? You guys are beyond me in philosophy.
I consider the Bible like an instruction book one gets when he buys a machine or a car. A Manufactures hand book of sorts.
Authority in prayer comes from what is written.
This whole area is in a different realm- that is the difficulty and stumbling block for us all. Including me.
