When I was dating my wife she wanted me to go to this spiritual medium. Anyway, she read my chart. We had to send all of our birth info to her before the reading. I was born at midnight 11/18 and when she read my chart, she told me that I had a psychic gift and she would give anything to have had my chart and be young again.She told me I should become a psychic reader as a profession. I left and laughed it off. I did have so many things happen to me all through my life that were strange. Everything that she told me came true.
Tim...you said you were a born again christian? And you believe in mediums and that dead loved ones' spirits come back to 'visit' us once in a while? Interesting...........because any true saved christian knows that once you are dead, you are not coming back. If you die saved then you are with Jesus. If you die without the gift of salvation, you are in hell. It is really that simple. And spirits do not come back. Nope. Not to say that a demon won't try and fool you by pretending to be a 'loved one' back from the dead.....And a true christian would stay very clear of mediums and their proclamations. Mediums don't get their 'gift' from God. They get it from satan. Tell me Tim, what exactly makes you a 'born again' christian? I mean, what do you think it means? Tell me what the gift of salvation is, in your own perception. Please. I'm truly not trying to attack you I am just trying to understand how someone who claims to be born again can still believe in mediums and dead spirits coming back. Because God specifically warns against believing in that.
ah honey.. my pleasure. and i'm totally in the same boat...
i've had a 10+ month "pity party" for various reasons (probably the most sh## happened to me in this 10 months than my entire LIFE - I'll tell ya sometime).. but it's time to stop. stop feeling sorry for myself, stop hiding from the world, and pull up the ol' bootstraps as well and move on! i completely get where you are coming from.. i've always been the tough gal too.. and this year took me down.
but it's time to get up now....
good luck sweety.. hopefully, we can help each other on the way up!
xox
mj
Thanks MJ~
I appreciate it. It's been a tough year, but I'm getting through it. I have never been one to feel sorry for myself or make excuses for any behavior. I always pulled myself up by my own bootstraps and moved on. But this really got me down. Now, I'm to the point where I'm having a heart to heart with myself and basically telling myself I need to stop with the pity party, get off my *** and move on. I'm not dead and not dying so move it..ya know. I've mourned long enough.
Thanks for sharing your story with me and thanks for the encouragement!
hi sweety... while i'll never understand exactly how you feel, i do understand the part about "switching gears" mid-life, and not being sure which way to go next... i've been dealing with that this year.
i remember after my divorce, i felt the same way... then one day (after some time, and some good counceling) the fear of the unkown went from... fear, to excitement! i had a blank canvas to start from! which felt SO exciting!! instead of a scary, unknown, "what's gonna happen next?" perspective. it just shifted one day... to excitement.
i am waiting for that to happen again now (lol,) but i think it does happen. and as cliche as it sounds, a reason for everything...
you seem like a really good woman, and i betcha the "next chapter" will be as good, if not better, than the last.... :-)
with luv,
mj
I got hurt at work and they had to reconstruct my shoulder..I had four surgeries over the years and the fifth was last August. In the meantime I had to use the left for much more and ended up with a tear in that one. I had two surgeries to repair that the following Oct & Dec. After those surgeries, the Surgeon said no more police work. That I could not get cleard to do the physical aspects of my job anymore. I protested, but also knew that it was right. I could no longer count on my physical abilities to protect myself or others...Total bummer...
My computer is acting weird...Anyway..I was lucky to get disability from my retirement plan as well as long-term from the ins company from work, so I'm taken care of for now. My husband has been incredibly supportive even through the huge pity party I had for myself. Now I'm thinking of volunteering for different places until I can find another nitch in life. I can't go an sit at a desk, it's not me and I would be miserable. I am still coming to grips that all I worked so hard for, a career that I loved is over. But I'm trying to have a change in perspective and find a different way to help others, which is why I did what I did in the first place.