In Good Faith

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “In Good Faith.”

Describe a memory or encounter in which you considered your faith, religion, spirituality — or lack of — for the first time. ~ Daily Post Prompt 1/9/15

Growing up I was taught that God loved you only if you were a “good” person. As a child, when I got in trouble, I would be told that I was going to go to that “firey place” if I didn’t start acting good.

Yes, God and (his adversity) was used to put my little bitty self in-line. (I was a headstrong child). The impact of this on my immature imagination was greatly harmed and would visit me later in my life. (So please! Do NOT do this to your child).

Of course, I grew up fearing God. When we did go to church the preachers seemed to always preach, “hell-fire and brimstone.” I learned that I must avoid God because if he noticed me then I would be automatically judged “bad.” And, THAT would be a disaster of the worst kind.

As I matured (and battled all the inner demons) I learned that God is a loving God and NOT a God ready to throw his child into the “firey pit.” I learned that I was His child and that He LOVED ME. I learned He loves all of His children, “all the children of the world.”

Wouldn’t it be wonderful if we could all be like that – love one another?

I think that is what God ultimately wants.


29 thoughts on “In Good Faith

  1. What a lovely post I totally agree with You.
    I first felt God when I fell into severe depression at around 15years old and had no one to turn to. I was a very strong minded child and odd to say the least. I felt a deep calling within me to reach outwards (inwards) to call upon a higher power to change myself, crying for help, for freedom from the fiery pit I was in!
    My parents never preached a religious God to my Sister and I, my Mother had the serenity prayer in her bedroom and read a children’s bible when she was a girl, that’s as far as she goes and my Father taught me of a higher power and took us to spend time with monks. Neither of them suggested prayer although my Father seemed to pray / meditate every morning.
    I naturally just felt the urge to scream out begging for help when I felt like ending my life due to confusion, subliminally knowing there was something listening.
    Since I connected and found true faith in The Source through the guidance and gifted understanding by my friend, I now understand God as Love 🙂

    • That is a wonderful story, also very sad. I am sorry you had to experience that. That is a VERY difficult experience for a 15 year old! Like me, we have found a “loving” God and not a “judgmental” God. Whenever I see hearts in nature (i.e., a heart shaped leaf, a raindrop that hits the cement as a heart…) I know that it is God telling me He loves me. It feels so good. 🙂 Thank you so much for sharing your story with me. ((Hugs!!)) XO ~PJ

      • Thank You also, it wasn’t easy for me *violins* I always felt ‘different’ and people always let me know. I love what I went through though. I look back with gratitude for the lessons learned. Gotta have it sk bad to feel it soooo good!

        🙂 wow @ the raindrop 🙂 it feels amazing doesn’t it. I never really knew a ‘judgemental’ God as you describe although I sympathise with how it made you feel, can totally understand that. Happy you broke free from that 🙂

        • I think in some ways we are all “different”. I always felt different growing up. I was a sensitive child and am even today. A lot of people don’t understand the more sensitive type people and think of us weaklings. I don’t believe one has to mean or violent to be strong. I went through severe depression as an adult and when I finally felt “joy” it was awesome! You never know how good it feels until you haven’t experienced it for awhile. It does rock to find all the messages of hearts that God leaves us!

  2. Thanks for sharing your experience! I agree that some focus too heavily on God’s wrath. While He is a God of perfect justice (something no human could ever pull off), He is also the One Who invented the idea of love, and loves each of us perfectly. How can we help but praise Him?

  3. Hi Joy, yes love is the main purpose for this life, the church and some people use punishment words to keep under their orders. I’ll never say this bad stuff to my kids.

  4. Yep. I had to do physical therapy for a while. One of the therapists was talking to me about his daughter and Sunday school and how she was learning ‘”Jesus loves me” and then he said, “Of course, it’s easy to tell kids that, but sooner or later she’ll learn that there’s more to it.” I NEVER went back because there is NOTHING more to it. I agree with you completely. Jesus gave us two rules and they’re EASY.

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