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Do We Think Of How HE Feels?

Question:

You play the role of the victim feeling sorry for their abuser well. Gully, would that be the Stockholm syndrome?  Heard of it, never studied it.

That’s where the kidnapped actually begin to sympathise with their kidnappers, what i was thinking of was more the abused woman staying in an abusive relationship, defending her spouse and justifying his abuse of her. The two are not entirely unrelated so either would fit. XXIII IDIOT, n.             A member of a large and powerful tribe whose             influence in human affairs has always been dominant             and controlling. The Idiot’s activity is not confined to             any special field of thought or action, but "pervades             and regulates the whole." He has the last word in             everything; his decision is unappealable. He sets the             fashions and opinion of taste, dictates the limitations             of speech and circumscribes conduct with a             dead-line.             Ambrose Bierce

Response:

Peter, I am not that Suzanne.  I am Suzanne K.  Sorry, I forgot there is another Suzanne in here.  The post was meant to make us think about the Lord and that he has feelings that we don’t ever consider.  We do things like he is soooo strong and cannot be ever hurt.  We treat him shabbily when we do not talk to him or do the things that would please him.  So often we give him our idea of sacrifice rather than just offering him our yieldedness to do what he wants us to do in a day, rather than the dizzy headed things we think are so important.  Nothing is more important than he is. You play the role of the victim feeling sorry for their abuser well.

Gully, would that be the Stockholm syndrome?  Heard of it, never studied it. The bible to the xian is as sand to the ostrich. Author unknown. Do not stand by this grave & weep, No one’s here, I do not sleep. For I am the thousand winds that blow, & the diamond glint on the snow. I am the sun on ripened grain, The soft & gentle autumn rain. When you wake in the mornings hush, I am the swift uprising rush. Of the quiet birds in circling flight, The timeless stars that shines at night. So, do not stand by this grave & cry, No one’s dead, I did not die. Author unknown  walksalone over at baawa org inization

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Peter, I am not that Suzanne.  I am Suzanne K.  Sorry, I forgot there is another Suzanne in here.  The post was meant to make us think about the Lord and that he has feelings that we don’t ever consider.  We do things like he is soooo strong and cannot be ever hurt.  We treat him shabbily when we do not talk to him or do the things that would please him.  So often we give him our idea of sacrifice rather than just offering him our yieldedness to do what he wants us to do in a day, rather than the dizzy headed things we think are so important.  Nothing is more important than he is.

You play the role of the victim feeling sorry for their abuser well. XXIII IDIOT, n.             A member of a large and powerful tribe whose             influence in human affairs has always been dominant             and controlling. The Idiot’s activity is not confined to             any special field of thought or action, but "pervades             and regulates the whole." He has the last word in             everything; his decision is unappealable. He sets the             fashions and opinion of taste, dictates the limitations             of speech and circumscribes conduct with a             dead-line.             Ambrose Bierce

Response:

How often do we put the Lord off, and never think that he has feelings, which we should care about?  Please share your thoughts also. Suzanne Indeed, how would he feel with what the Roman Church has enforced in his name and how would he feel about Catholics who vigorously defend atrocity and human rights abuses. Repent Suzanne, the Lord is not just a Catholic the memory of a mystic-but is alive and well.

This the omnipotent, omniscient creator of the universe we are talking about, poor wussy baby. What sort of feeble minds would imagine that he’s going to be a bit blue or be having a bad day? Anyway isn’t he the one responsible for everyone’s suffering to begin with? What’s there to be all misty eyed about, maybe the time would be better spent worrying about someone that’s down and out or suffering from a handicap or illness (all god’s doing I understand). XXIII IDIOT, n.             A member of a large and powerful tribe whose             influence in human affairs has always been dominant             and controlling. The Idiot’s activity is not confined to             any special field of thought or action, but "pervades             and regulates the whole." He has the last word in             everything; his decision is unappealable. He sets the             fashions and opinion of taste, dictates the limitations             of speech and circumscribes conduct with a             dead-line.             Ambrose Bierce

Response:

Earth to Petey.  Come in Petey… Faires, Mithra??  You can’t be serious? However, the fact that you just might be frightens me very much.  Have you taken your medication today? You missed the whole point didn’t you.duhhh!! Unlike you Mithra freaks, I certainly dont believe that our experience of Jesus exists as a result of sucking off a bloodied host at H..y Communion.(get the drift-connotations of fairies living at the bottom of the garden- same thing??)

Get a grip amigo. MAXXX

Response:

Earth to Petey.  Come in Petey… Faires, Mithra??  You can’t be serious? However, the fact that you just might be frightens me very much.  Have you taken your medication today? Get a grip amigo. MAXXX

I would be frightened as well and was, when I discovered that the Catholic Jesus I once loved, was non less than a weak pagan interpretation of the true Christ… Overlaid by unreasonable mythical concepts of dead God/Kings, from our pagan heritage. I now follow the virtues of a simple Jewish carpenter, without the religious/political overlays of grandeur and sensationalism. I must admit, I like your sense of humour-MADMAXXX. PeterT

Response:

Never respond with your logic or feelings to a woman’s feelings as stated in words.  It is a rare man who has any idea of where her mind and heart are as compared to another woman.  To recognize them as different is to recognize only difference not inferiority.  Stand in awe or ask more questions.  They know and see things that you do not know or see. Sorry to interject. Vernon

– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – How often do we put the Lord off, and never think that he has feelings, which we should care about?  Please share your thoughts also. Suzanne Repent?? Suzanne posted a beautiful and challenging story and that’s all you can think of to say?? You obviously didn’t catch the spirit of the story she shared…. that we need to focus on Jesus instead of others. Ann Your right I am sorry Anne,it was insensitive of me not to comment on the spirit of Suzannes thread.I must confess, to referring to Suzanne herself- out of an extended discussion we have had for some 3 months. I guess everyone’s experience of the Lord is different, I for one have grown out of the notion that Jesus lives with the fairies at the bottom of the garden, watching over our every thoughts and movements. I do wonder whether or not, layers of conditioned emotional euphoria, stand between our feelings and what the "kingdom of heaven is". PeterT

Response:

We have all sorts of things plastered on our refrigerators,  this should be copied and nailed the the door we exit each morning.  It is very very true. We don’t have any trouble remembering Jesus in our times of need, but in our day to day living….when things are just "same ol same"  we set Jesus in the background, because we are too busy and rushed to stop and "tune in to Him".  Suzanne you are priceless.  Connie

Thankyou Connie, but I believe the Lord wanted me to share this, which means it is from him.  His desire for us to worship him is not a selfish one, but one that will make us happy.  I therefore would give the glory to him, Connie, but thanks for your kind words. – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -Suzanne K. Many things come across my desk, but this one touched my heart. We always think of the Lord as just "being there" all the time, and we should praise him more.  This letter has stayed with me since I read it a few days ago, and it is so true.  How often do we put the Lord off, and never think that he has feelings, which we should care about?  Please share your thoughts also. Suzanne My Precious Friend, I am sending you this letter by way of my disciples. I just wanted to let you know how much I love and care about you and how I wish to become a meaningful part of your life. This morning when you awoke I was already there with you in the light of my beautiful sunshine that filled your room. I was hoping that you would say "good morning" to me; but you did not. So I thought maybe it was just a little early in the day for you to notice me. Again, I tried to get your attention when you stepped out of your door. I kissed your face with a soft gentle breeze. I breathed upon you with my sweet fragrant breath scented with flowers. Then I sang you a love song through the birds in the trees. You just walked right past me. Later in the day, I watched over you as you were talking with some of your friends. Oh! How I wished that you would talk to me also. I waited and waited but you just went along your way. This afternoon I sent you a refreshing shower that glistened with every rain drop. I even shouted to you a time or two with thunder, trying to get your attention. Then I painted a rainbow in the midst of my fluffy white clouds. I just knew you would see me then, but you were unaware of my presence. This evening, to close out your day, I sent you a beautiful sunset. After that, I winked at you a thousand times through my stars, hoping you would see me and wink back at me. You never did. Tonight when you went to bed, I spilled moonlight on your face to let you know that I was there with you. I was hoping that you would talk to me a little while before you went to sleep. You never said a word. It hurt me deeply, however, I continued to watch over you all through the night thinking maybe, just maybe, you would say hello to me in the morning. Each and every day, I have revealed myself to you in many strange and wonderous ways hoping that you would accept me as your Shepard. I am the only one who can supply you with all your needs. My love for you is deeper than the deepest ocean and bigger than the great blue sky. I have so much to give to you and also share with you. Plese let me hear from you real soon. Your loving friend forever, Jesus —–

Response:

- Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – How often do we put the Lord off, and never think that he has feelings, which we should care about?  Please share your thoughts also. Suzanne Repent?? Suzanne posted a beautiful and challenging story and that’s all you can think of to say?? You obviously didn’t catch the spirit of the story she shared…. that we need to focus on Jesus instead of others. Ann Your right I am sorry Anne,it was insensitive of me not to comment on the spirit of Suzannes thread.I must confess, to referring to Suzanne herself- out of an extended discussion we have had for some 3 months. I guess everyone’s experience of the Lord is different, I for one have grown out of the notion that Jesus lives with the fairies at the bottom of the garden, watching over our every thoughts and movements. I do wonder whether or not, layers of conditioned emotional euphoria, stand between our feelings and what the "kingdom of heaven is". PeterT

Peter, I am not that Suzanne.  I am Suzanne K.  Sorry, I forgot there is another Suzanne in here.  The post was meant to make us think about the Lord and that he has feelings that we don’t ever consider.  We do things like he is soooo strong and cannot be ever hurt.  We treat him shabbily when we do not talk to him or do the things that would please him.  So often we give him our idea of sacrifice rather than just offering him our yieldedness to do what he wants us to do in a day, rather than the dizzy headed things we think are so important.  Nothing is more important than he is. – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -Suzanne K.

Response:

- Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – How often do we put the Lord off, and never think that he has feelings, which we should care about?  Please share your thoughts also. Suzanne Repent?? Suzanne posted a beautiful and challenging story and that’s all you can think of to say?? You obviously didn’t catch the spirit of the story she shared…. that we need to focus on Jesus instead of others. Ann Your right I am sorry Anne,it was insensitive of me not to comment on the

spirit of Suzannes thread.I must confess, to referring to Suzanne herself- out of an extended discussion we have had for some 3 months. I guess everyone’s experience of the Lord is different, I for one have grown out of the notion that Jesus lives with the fairies at the bottom of the garden, watching over our every thoughts and movements. I do wonder whether or not, layers of conditioned emotional euphoria, stand between our feelings and what the "kingdom of heaven is". PeterT

Response:

Many things come across my desk, but this one touched my heart. We always think of the Lord as just "being there" all the time, and we should praise him more.  This letter has stayed with me since I read it a few days ago, and it is so true.  How often do we put the Lord off, and never think that he has feelings, which we should care about?  Please share your thoughts also. Suzanne

My Precious Friend, I am sending you this letter by way of my disciples. I just wanted to let you know how much I love and care about you and how I wish to become a meaningful part of your life. This morning when you awoke I was already there with you in the light of my beautiful sunshine that filled your room. I was hoping that you would say "good morning" to me; but you did not. So I thought maybe it was just a little early in the day for you to notice me. Again, I tried to get your attention when you stepped out of your door. I kissed your face with a soft gentle breeze. I breathed upon you with my sweet fragrant breath scented with flowers. Then I sang you a love song through the birds in the trees. You just walked right past me. Later in the day, I watched over you as you were talking with some of your friends. Oh! How I wished that you would talk to me also. I waited and waited but you just went along your way. This afternoon I sent you a refreshing shower that glistened with every rain drop. I even shouted to you a time or two with thunder, trying to get your attention. Then I painted a rainbow in the midst of my fluffy white clouds. I just knew you would see me then, but you were unaware of my presence. This evening, to close out your day, I sent you a beautiful sunset. After that, I winked at you a thousand times through my stars, hoping you would see me and wink back at me. You never did. Tonight when you went to bed, I spilled moonlight on your face to let you know that I was there with you. I was hoping that you would talk to me a little while before you went to sleep. You never said a word. It hurt me deeply, however, I continued to watch over you all through the night thinking maybe, just maybe, you would say hello to me in the morning. Each and every day, I have revealed myself to you in many strange and wonderous ways hoping that you would accept me as your Shepard. I am the only one who can supply you with all your needs. My love for you is deeper than the deepest ocean and bigger than the great blue sky. I have so much to give to you and also share with you. Plese let me hear from you real soon. Your loving friend forever, Jesus

Response:

My world is dominated by chically induced hysteria???  By your own admission, you once believed Jesus lived with fairies at the bottom of the garden! OK, maybe you aren’t doing acid, or any other substance, but it is clear that you are delusional.   Get help my friend. .. and quickly! – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – I for one have grown out of the notion that Jesus lives with the fairies at the bottom of the garden, watching over our every thoughts and movements. Was this after you stopped dropping acid?  What kind of trip were you on? MAXXX Um excuse me…Your physical world may well be dominated by chemically induced, neurologically generated hysteria,but spiritual consciousness and Jesus are beyond the constraints of emotion and the mental delusions that are propagated by traditional Church fantasies about Christ.  ( Fairies at the bottom of the garden- syndrome). Not all who call out my name will be saved. PeterT

MAXXX

Response:

My world is dominated by chically induced hysteria???  By your own admission, you once believed Jesus lived with fairies at the bottom of the garden! OK, maybe you aren’t doing acid, or any other substance, but it is clear that you are delusional. Get help my friend. .. and quickly!

You missed the whole point didn’t you.duhhh!! Unlike you Mithra freaks, I certainly dont believe that our experience of Jesus exists as a result of sucking off a bloodied host at H..y Communion.(get the drift-connotations of fairies living at the bottom of the garden- same thing??) Get real my friend– and quickly. PeterT – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text –

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I for one have grown out of the notion that Jesus lives with the fairies at the bottom of the garden, watching over our every thoughts and movements.

Was this after you stopped dropping acid?  What kind of trip were you on? MAXXX

Response:

I for one have grown out of the notion that Jesus lives with the fairies at the bottom of the garden, watching over our every thoughts and movements. Was this after you stopped dropping acid?  What kind of trip were you on? MAXXX

Um excuse me…Your physical world may well be dominated by chemically induced, neurologically generated hysteria,but spiritual consciousness and Jesus are beyond the constraints of emotion and the mental delusions that are propagated by traditional Church fantasies about Christ.  ( Fairies at the bottom of the garden- syndrome). Not all who call out my name will be saved. PeterT

Response:

How often do we put the Lord off, and never think that he has feelings, which we should care about?  Please share your thoughts also. Suzanne

Indeed, how would he feel with what the Roman Church has enforced in his name and how would he feel about Catholics who vigorously defend atrocity and human rights abuses. Repent Suzanne, the Lord is not just a Catholic the memory of a mystic-but is alive and well. PeterT

Response:

We have all sorts of things plastered on our refrigerators,  this should be copied and nailed the the door we exit each morning.  It is very very true. We don’t have any trouble remembering Jesus in our times of need, but in our day to day living….when things are just "same ol same"  we set Jesus in the background, because we are too busy and rushed to stop and "tune in to Him".  Suzanne you are priceless.  Connie – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Many things come across my desk, but this one touched my heart. We always think of the Lord as just "being there" all the time, and we should praise him more.  This letter has stayed with me since I read it a few days ago, and it is so true.  How often do we put the Lord off, and never think that he has feelings, which we should care about?  Please share your thoughts also. Suzanne My Precious Friend, I am sending you this letter by way of my disciples. I just wanted to let you know how much I love and care about you and how I wish to become a meaningful part of your life. This morning when you awoke I was already there with you in the light of my beautiful sunshine that filled your room. I was hoping that you would say "good morning" to me; but you did not. So I thought maybe it was just a little early in the day for you to notice me. Again, I tried to get your attention when you stepped out of your door. I kissed your face with a soft gentle breeze. I breathed upon you with my sweet fragrant breath scented with flowers. Then I sang you a love song through the birds in the trees. You just walked right past me. Later in the day, I watched over you as you were talking with some of your friends. Oh! How I wished that you would talk to me also. I waited and waited but you just went along your way. This afternoon I sent you a refreshing shower that glistened with every rain drop. I even shouted to you a time or two with thunder, trying to get your attention. Then I painted a rainbow in the midst of my fluffy white clouds. I just knew you would see me then, but you were unaware of my presence. This evening, to close out your day, I sent you a beautiful sunset. After that, I winked at you a thousand times through my stars, hoping you would see me and wink back at me. You never did. Tonight when you went to bed, I spilled moonlight on your face to let you know that I was there with you. I was hoping that you would talk to me a little while before you went to sleep. You never said a word. It hurt me deeply, however, I continued to watch over you all through the night thinking maybe, just maybe, you would say hello to me in the morning. Each and every day, I have revealed myself to you in many strange and wonderous ways hoping that you would accept me as your Shepard. I am the only one who can supply you with all your needs. My love for you is deeper than the deepest ocean and bigger than the great blue sky. I have so much to give to you and also share with you. Plese let me hear from you real soon. Your loving friend forever, Jesus —–

Response:

- Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – How often do we put the Lord off, and never think that he has feelings, which we should care about?  Please share your thoughts also. Suzanne Indeed, how would he feel with what the Roman Church has enforced in his name and how would he feel about Catholics who vigorously defend atrocity and human rights abuses. Repent Suzanne, the Lord is not just a Catholic the memory of a mystic-but is alive and well. PeterT

Repent?? Suzanne posted a beautiful and challenging story and that’s all you can think of to say?? You obviously didn’t catch the spirit of the story she shared…. that we need to focus on Jesus instead of others. Ann

Response:

They do so because SATAN has closed thier eyes to the TRUTH. Http://www.vvm.com/~bullridr/catholic.htm Study to show theyself approved… – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – How often do we put the Lord off, and never think that he has feelings, which we should care about?  Please share your thoughts also. Suzanne Indeed, how would he feel with what the Roman Church has enforced in his name and how would he feel about Catholics who vigorously defend atrocity and human rights abuses. Repent Suzanne, the Lord is not just a Catholic the memory of a mystic-but is alive and well. PeterT

Response:

Dear Suzanne, Thank you so much for sharing this. I have read it before but it was timely for me to read it again. It shames to me to think of how little time I take out for Jesus compared to all the other things that grab my attention – even things like church work. I once read a quote that said something like "make sure you’re not so focused on the work of the Lord that you are neglecting the Lord of the work." Interestingly enough, the sun is blazing into my office right now and I have to smile as I think of this story you shared. It is heartening to know that He watches us and sustains us each moment. God bless you, Ann ) – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Many things come across my desk, but this one touched my heart. We always think of the Lord as just "being there" all the time, and we should praise him more.  This letter has stayed with me since I read it a few days ago, and it is so true.  How often do we put the Lord off, and never think that he has feelings, which we should care about?  Please share your thoughts also. Suzanne My Precious Friend, I am sending you this letter by way of my disciples. I just wanted to let you know how much I love and care about you and how I wish to become a meaningful part of your life. This morning when you awoke I was already there with you in the light of my beautiful sunshine that filled your room. I was hoping that you would say "good morning" to me; but you did not. So I thought maybe it was just a little early in the day for you to notice me. Again, I tried to get your attention when you stepped out of your door. I kissed your face with a soft gentle breeze. I breathed upon you with my sweet fragrant breath scented with flowers. Then I sang you a love song through the birds in the trees. You just walked right past me. Later in the day, I watched over you as you were talking with some of your friends. Oh! How I wished that you would talk to me also. I waited and waited but you just went along your way. This afternoon I sent you a refreshing shower that glistened with every rain drop. I even shouted to you a time or two with thunder, trying to get your attention. Then I painted a rainbow in the midst of my fluffy white clouds. I just knew you would see me then, but you were unaware of my presence. This evening, to close out your day, I sent you a beautiful sunset. After that, I winked at you a thousand times through my stars, hoping you would see me and wink back at me. You never did. Tonight when you went to bed, I spilled moonlight on your face to let you know that I was there with you. I was hoping that you would talk to me a little while before you went to sleep. You never said a word. It hurt me deeply, however, I continued to watch over you all through the night thinking maybe, just maybe, you would say hello to me in the morning. Each and every day, I have revealed myself to you in many strange and wonderous ways hoping that you would accept me as your Shepard. I am the only one who can supply you with all your needs. My love for you is deeper than the deepest ocean and bigger than the great blue sky. I have so much to give to you and also share with you. Plese let me hear from you real soon. Your loving friend forever, Jesus —–

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