Pastor John you asked me to expand my comment that I said in the very beginning of my blog, “Where we go when we Die.” I originally wrote about the Pastors who were not doing their job, just the opposite and stupidly grouped all Pastor in the same assemblage. That was a mistake and I ask forgiveness to every Pastor who is line with God. Let me start at the beginning.
At first, I would like you to know that I was a Jew looking for Jesus at a very early age. My blog “Restless Love.” There I was, of my own volition, sitting in a Kingdom Hall.I stayed for 15 yrs. I had many good friends and hated to leave, but couldn’t wait to go. This happened in 1990.
My experience with the Jehovah’s Witness told me it was a cult, without a doubt. When you leave a cult, you carry the residual teachings that were drummed into your head, but no not me, (never me) . I shook it off and went on. Consequently, I dealt with the deeper questions I had, like the “Trinity,etc.”I had so many questions because my quest for God is even stronger. I ask Him to reveal Himself to me thru the scriptures, and he does. Lately, I have been chastised.
So, I began my search for the deeper things and the answers to my many questions.This is strictly based on my experience with my last Pastor. In my eyes, the scriptures seemed to contradict themselves. That thought was 11-yrs ago. Since then I have been busy, but my pride got in the way again. therefore, for ten yrs I have been studying the Bible, God’s Word, “The New King James Study Bible.” I use other sources, i.e. ‘ e-Sword and The Bible-On-Line for a few. Randolph, from the Bible on-line gave me more information than I asked for. However, it comes into this, by way of the Pastors that are “Reformed.” But that is for another time.
For now, I am trying to explain what I really meant that totally came out the wrong way. Will you please forgive me? I was in a Church that God wanted me to stay in when I wanted to leave. It was one of those God moments.
My friends and I from Church used to get together once a week to look into the deeper things. I would give them copies of my blogs, doctrinal too. They had no clue and that totally shocked me. Theses women were between 65 to 86 – yrs old. My blogs have the scriptures quoted, because I am not stupid, (pride again), what makes me think that the reader will even crack open a Bible? One day we found out something horrendous that was going on in our Church. Since we were the “core” women of the Church and did not gossip, we were the last to find out. It was the last straw, we were going to another Church we had in mind. That evening, Barb called me and read me a passage out of a man’s opinion. But it was scripture. I asked her what the book was and how she got it, and she replied, get this:”I was given this book and told not to read it!” What?! However, what she read me made sense. it was under protecting your Church. Basically he quoted Colossians 3:14. it admonished us to stay, even though the Pastor did not have communion. Was into politics more than the Word and worst of all did not know the scriptures. I called him out on two scriptures he said wasn’t true even though the Bible was clear about it. I did this in private and then I found out he was telling people bad things about me that were not true. I can give you many instances that he would slight me and God would turn it around. Anyway, this is the kicker. I told Barb if she was told not to read the book, why follow it. However, we could not get past the scriptures. So I went to bed praying about this and when I woke up, I saw the book in my mind’s eye in my back bedroom, it matched the decor. I ran back to the room and there it was. I called Barb immediately and we decided to stay and just go for the friends. I was the edify person, I greeted people and wished them a warm welcome. I really enjoyed that. Need I say they are all gone now., even Barb. Maybe I should write about how bad this man was behind the scenes, but no not a good idea, I am in enough trouble. But in the end God pretty much told me firmly it was time to go. You need to read my “Breaking thru Brick Walls, an Easter story.”