Among other things- the Glenbrooke series, Bible, candles, picture frames, Jane Austen's books.
I see you are a reader. I, too, am a reader.
So ... what do you have on your bookshelf?
Among other things- the Glenbrooke series, Bible, candles, picture frames, Jane Austen's books.
Among other things- the Glenbrooke series, Bible, candles, picture frames, Jane Austen's books, and the journal my boyfriend's mom gave me.
I'll see my way out
I do enjoy your bright, optimistic outlook. I understand you are from Slovenia, and are a Christian. If I may ask, were you raised a Christian, or did you become one later? I became one as an adult.
I am not from Slovenia- just really love what I know of the place and its people.
I was raised Christian- became one when I was 3. Decided to on my own though.
How can you make a consciencous decision at the age of 3?
Do you remember being 3? I can vaguely remember events at ages 4-5.
I am from Lake i-caca!
Hmm ... 3 is awfully young. But, I guess when the Holy Spirit is moving and converting, he can do it at any age. But I thought you were smuggled out of a Slovenian orphanage by a pack of monkeys, and delivered at the doorstep of Peter Holt. That's what I picked up, anyway, from your posts.
I converted to Christianity during college, and was called into ministry a few years later. I was not raised in the church, so alot of this is new to me!
I don't remember everything from any stage of my life, but the important memories are all very vivid.
I remember December of that year my mom talking to my sisters and me about Christmas being Jesus' birthday.
I wanted to give Jesus a present and was very upset because I didn't know how to mail it to Him.
My family went to some holiday program at church on Christmas eve- it was a play.
After the play, a pastor spoke about all Jesus wanted for Christmas was for us to let Him live with us in our hearts.
So that's what I gave Jesus for Christmas.
Granted my understanding grew with age, but that was when I first chose to believe.
Three year olds make choices- choose to eat peanut butter and jelly, choose to throw fits or no.
You know what you are doing by age 3.
I was adopted- but not by Peter Holt.
What type of ministry are you involved in?
Hey, Garfield. When are you going to reply to my questions to you in the "religion is foolish" thread? Your paper is now 2 days late.
I've long thought that adopted kids can have a special understanding of God's adoption of us, in a way that the rest of us can't. Truly, we were "aliens and strangers," but he has now "given us a home." 1 Peter!
Right now, I'm still in the schoolhouse, at the illustrious New Orleans Baptist Theological Seminary, preparing to enter into the PhD program in Theology and Christian Thought. I'm looking for a student assistant or grader job, although nothing's open right now. I'm also involved in a church re-plant in Metairie. I have several friends involved in church plants in the French Quarter and Uptown, as well as service projects in the poor and hard-hit parts of town.
My experience says that you are right about us adopted kids.
That's awesome about your ministry. Blessings in your studies and work.![]()
So... honestly... am I the only one who's starting to get creeped the out by Don Quixote?
I was creeped out by many here long ago, but it's all good.
Um ... okay?
kinda has that "im a preacher... im going to molest the outta you" vibe going.
and angel has that "im naive and wont know whether youre molesting the outta me or not" thing going.
You're quite the wordsmith.
Wow, these people ...
I kid around withand all of a sudden I'm a molester. Calm down, people.
I need them! It's not really my ministry, I just help out.
I don't recall making any major decisions at the age of 3.
As a matter of fact, I don't recall much at age 3.
However at age 4, I learned to hold my breath underwater, learned various 4 letter words, got in a fight, and I remember my friend Daniel.
I was very fascinated by four lettered words and the reaction I would recieve from my elders.
My parents were not.
I do recall a story of peeing outside in the church yard after service. Everyone was mingling outside and I decided to pull down my pants and go.
It's a habit I picked up from my Popo. I believe I was 3.
i remember going into surgery when i was 2 years old and that a nurse sang "mary had a little lamb" to me after they administered the anesthetic and knocked me out.
big whoop.
You're on a roll today.
I remember painting a tree. And playing the E.T. Phone Home board game. But I don't remember making any real decisions. And I don't remember whizzing in public, although I am sure I did.
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