Hello all 
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I wasn't certain which section to post this subject but here we go. I still so clearly remember the tremendous overwhelming love I felt and received during my NDE/OBE 36 years ago, there is simply no equal in this earthly realm. What could I possibly compare it to? Think about the love of a mother for her child then multiply that love by infinity. Ever since then I spent my entire life searching for anything even remotely close to that love, but have never found it. When I was still young and naive I thought I may have found a hint of the love within the christian church, and please please don't take offence to my comments because I mean no disrespect or ill-will to any churches, but after a few years of involvement and observation I realised something that greatly saddened me. One example - the pastor honestly believed I was misguided in my healing methods and out of genuine concern he tried to put me on the 'right track'. He was a caring, patient, and approachable man. But on the other hand his wife, who was overbearing and forceful took a completely different approach, even her husband (the pastor) was intimidated by her. I remember sometimes she would verbally tear strips off people, and I would stand there quietly thinking "where's the love?" She was a very hard woman and she used to say "God made me (her) this way", and I seriously questioned that. "He who does not know love does not know God, for God is LOVE" (1 John 4 verse 8). Then after I went to my sick friend, who was a member of the church, and she received the healing the pastor's wife verbally attacked me and then denounced me before the congregation. I was shattered, heart-broken, and dissolutioned. My faith took a nose-dive, a freefall and for many many years I didn't want to believe anything anymore. It's been a long and winding road (to quote the Beatles). A very lonely road. Now in my 58th year I have internal and external cancer but I'm not afraid of death because I've been there before and I had a small glimpse of what awaits me. I neither seek nor ask for pity, any regrets I have will be addressed beyond this life, and I now realise that the purpose I was sent back for was fulfilled, so at least in that I have no regrets. Love you all.
Mal
,I wasn't certain which section to post this subject but here we go. I still so clearly remember the tremendous overwhelming love I felt and received during my NDE/OBE 36 years ago, there is simply no equal in this earthly realm. What could I possibly compare it to? Think about the love of a mother for her child then multiply that love by infinity. Ever since then I spent my entire life searching for anything even remotely close to that love, but have never found it. When I was still young and naive I thought I may have found a hint of the love within the christian church, and please please don't take offence to my comments because I mean no disrespect or ill-will to any churches, but after a few years of involvement and observation I realised something that greatly saddened me. One example - the pastor honestly believed I was misguided in my healing methods and out of genuine concern he tried to put me on the 'right track'. He was a caring, patient, and approachable man. But on the other hand his wife, who was overbearing and forceful took a completely different approach, even her husband (the pastor) was intimidated by her. I remember sometimes she would verbally tear strips off people, and I would stand there quietly thinking "where's the love?" She was a very hard woman and she used to say "God made me (her) this way", and I seriously questioned that. "He who does not know love does not know God, for God is LOVE" (1 John 4 verse 8). Then after I went to my sick friend, who was a member of the church, and she received the healing the pastor's wife verbally attacked me and then denounced me before the congregation. I was shattered, heart-broken, and dissolutioned. My faith took a nose-dive, a freefall and for many many years I didn't want to believe anything anymore. It's been a long and winding road (to quote the Beatles). A very lonely road. Now in my 58th year I have internal and external cancer but I'm not afraid of death because I've been there before and I had a small glimpse of what awaits me. I neither seek nor ask for pity, any regrets I have will be addressed beyond this life, and I now realise that the purpose I was sent back for was fulfilled, so at least in that I have no regrets. Love you all.
Mal
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