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What would you say to / ask God?
#26

What would you say to / ask God?

I'd ask Him if He had a plan for me, and have i deviated from that plan up to this point. And does he think I have suitably learnt the lessons that He was trying to teach me in the process.
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#27

What would you say to / ask God?

Thank you for the time that you've given me, and the opportunities I've been blessed with. And sorry that I've wasted so much of it. I promise to continue making up for lost time and make the most of the time you still have for me.
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#28

What would you say to / ask God?

I'd ask him if Jews were really his chosen people.
I'd love to know the answer to that, and hear it straight out of God's mouth.
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#29

What would you say to / ask God?

"Are you the kind you have to wind up on Sundays?"
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#30

What would you say to / ask God?

Quote: (04-19-2019 06:57 PM)trickster Wrote:  

Quote: (04-19-2019 03:02 PM)Mage Wrote:  

Quote: (04-19-2019 01:46 PM)Pride male Wrote:  

Why did you make yourself invisible? Wouldn't it be better if people could see you and know where you stayed?

Why would you ask God a question with such an obvious answer?

This has been replied by theists from all credible faiths millions of times. Amazing how there are still atheists with deaf ears on this. This just proves that a person only understands what his heart is ready to understand, the mind is irrelevant.

I would ask God what are possible scenarios of afterlife and how to get the best out of it for me personally and for each major group of human being - correct believers, false believers, non-believers, aborted babies, men, women, straights, gays, mentally retatrded and other. You know the practical stuff.

Funny how majority of those who answered this question all act like butt-hurt babies and question God's justice instead. If the highest reality opens to you, you investigate it pragmatically like a scientist and not cry of it being unjust.

Another proof that theists are covertly the practical ones and atheists are covertly the emotional and irrational ones.

It is a shame that God is merely a carrot and a stick for you. There is so much more.

What?

You make no sense.

Question of afterlife is the most fundamental question there is. Why would you like to see it as taboo? What will you talk with God instead? About your hurt feelingz like a bitch? It's a shame God is just a shoulder to cry on for you. It's a shame God is just a beta emotional tampon for you. There is so much more.

Quote: (04-19-2019 05:08 PM)debeguiled Wrote:  

Quote: (04-19-2019 03:02 PM)Mage Wrote:  

Quote: (04-19-2019 01:46 PM)Pride male Wrote:  

Why did you make yourself invisible? Wouldn't it be better if people could see you and know where you stayed?

Why would you ask God a question with such an obvious answer?

Please start your own "Ask Pride Male a Question" thread.

Thank You.

Sincerely,

A Stickler.

Please start your own: "Teach people what to write" thread. I would not open it.
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#31

What would you say to / ask God?

Most of these are already answered by Catholic Theology.

Quote: (04-19-2019 09:30 AM)Vladimir Poontang Wrote:  

How come you didn't forgive Lucifer but you can forgive us?
Is it possible that other angels could rebel?

Some demonology:

There can't be a further rebellion because all of the Angels already made their final choice. Angels already possessed the Beatific Vision, meaning they had perfect knowledge of God and perfect understanding of his will, but they wanted to be their own Gods.

This means, when they Fell, it was with the full consent of Free Will: they rejected God and his Will in His totality, whilst fully-understanding the eternal consequences for doing so.

An Exorcist I listened to described the intense suffering of the Demons and the pain they feel from the Separation from the Beatific Vision, and how they long to behold Him again.

"Would you do it again?" the Exorcist asked.

"Yes," the demon replied.

They rejected God to a degree that Humans, whose knowledge of God has been veiled since the Fall, (having to exist via 'the obscure light of faith'), can never do. This is why you can't show any sympathy for them. They despise us - he favoured Mankind above them and the Fallen refused to serve - and want us to share in their misery.

It's generally-accepted that the Rebellion disrupted the Natural Order, and that the process of some of us being elevated into Holiness to Supernatural Degrees is to fill the places the angels vacated and so repair the order. Once these places are filled by various degrees of Saints, time comes to and end.

Note that since they were Of God, they find the depth of depravity they drag us into repellent to them, rather than them celebrating it. By an unsurprising co-incidence, if you look into the Frankist-Sabbatean Heresy, that Orthodox Jews claim that that Heretical strand of Judaism (which morphed into Reform Judaism) shares the same disgust and contempt for the very behaviour it encourages in the Goyim.

Why, it's almost like they serve their Father...

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With regards to forgiving us, we were broken in the Garden through the actions of our First Parents, who now possessed knowledge of good and evil, and, as such, we will always gravitate towards the sinful: what is known as 'concupiscence'. The process of sanctification frees us from the chains of this via the process of constantly dying to self, (depending on how fully-we cooperate, since, once again, we have the Free Will to refuse).

It's hard to explain. How you view the world changes. When I see a pretty girl now, I see simply outward beauty that appeals to my sensible faculties.
Rather than being enslaved by that, wanting to possess her and use her as an Object for my own pleasure, I can recognise she is a potential conduit for God's Grace, and that following the demands of my will in that case is contrary to charity: which is willing the good of another above your own. With that understanding, I can also understanding the outward appearances of a Creature - meaning, any created object - as being beautiful are a useless measure of judgment of a creature's true worth, and, in effect, is hugely-unreliable.

So, now I can see Beauty, and, most of the time, not be captivated by it. I say, most of the time, because, of course, sanctification involves sometimes successfully-resisting temptation, and sometimes falling. He knows even the Just Man is so broken by concupiscence that he'll fall seven times a day, which is why, although we were freed our potential damnation by the Sacrifice upon Calvary, the Sacrament of Reconciliation needed to be instituted, which involves public-confession of your falls, because he is infinite mercy and is already ready to forgive us as long as we can recognize what we did was sinful.

Through this process, what I'm instead perceiving is that beauty can be found in the most unlikely places.

The Satanic Worldview, naturally, encourages us to indulge self, which means a fixation on Creatures, and encourages the creeping rot of degradation into the Pathetic State whilst simultaneously blinding one - via Pride - with the Truth that their state is Pathetic.

A homosexual friend of mine, whom I can never call exactly 'gay', once said to me that Gay Media amounts to nothing more than "The Act of Sodomy makes us morally-superior to whomever is hating us today," and "A celebrity took his shirt off!!!!"

If you pay attention to them - and it's worth studying Homosexual Culture as the desired societal model for Heterosexual Behaviour - you'll see how the Demonic drives people them to be fascinated by Creatures via Sensible Pleasure: celebrity culture, the right fashion labels, the right objects of conspicuous consumption, the right circle of friends, the sexual partner who is a sum of all the right fetishes. It leaves them continually-unsatisfied, since sensible pleasures decay into dissatisfaction very-easily, and makes them operate contrary to charity, (which is 'narcissism').

If you saw the blowup in Rugby last week, one of the Professional Rugby Gays tweeted promising 'happiness' for any man who throws himself into that world. I mentioned that to my gay friend, who then showed me a site that contained video testimonies of adult gays and lesbians promising teens it gets better.

He pointed out one of the more popular videos: "Oh, I talked to [the man in the video] once on [old cam chat software]. Within two minutes he was telling me how he hangs out in adult movie theatres ***ing random straight ****. By minute five, he said he had 'something to show me', stood up, dropped trou' and took a dump on his chair as I sat there, horrified. I didn't want to talk to him after that and he got angry. He didn't seem to understand how off his behaviour was."

Somewhere in scripture it mentions rejecting the Father means you become handed over to 'trite concerns'. So, you'll also see this increasingly in the (barely-heterosexual) Left, who value Celebrity Opinion; the latest superficial fantasy movie; the shiniest, distracting toy everyone is talking about; and being seen to affect the outwards appearance of holding the currently-fashionable opinion, no matter how contrary to Truth it is.

Note both groups pretend to care about people whilst acting out of pure self-interest, contrary to Charity. I've seen some theological arguments that what is known as the Unforgivable Sin is simply Narcissism: the inability to love others.

So, knowing this, think about Tinder. What is it training people to do? Objectify others based upon Sensible Appeal. Does it increase respect for the other, or is their a nagging voice that the potential pleasure offered when browsing the currently-appraised object might seem of lesser valued compared to the potentially-superior pleasure of the next swipe?

Congratulations. You're being trained to think like a Homosexual.

Unsurprisingly:

Meet the Jewish founders of Tinder

What is Twitter really? People competing to dismiss the Other and make them feel bad by being publicly-seen to fire off the best 'zinger'.

Everyone becomes, effectively, this:

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Congratulations. You're being trained to think like a Homosexual.

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Why did you make women to be so over the top malleable? Was it really necessary?

The Consequences of the Fall mean they're more naturally-drawn to following placing their own Will over another's. It doesn't preclude men from the same sins. Note that when God questioned Adam, he immediately-threw Eve under the bus, instead of admitting his culpability. Their ability to truly love each other was now permanently-damaged.

What, to worldly eyes, seem like Curses then placed upon Adam and Eve are, effectively, the best-possible chance for them to undo the damage of the Fall and achieve sanctification.

Women give birth to life out of extreme pain, and thereby, learn humility and self-negation by willing the good of the child before their own. I've commented in the past how women are usually-tempered by childbirth.

Men have to learn humility and self-negation by toiling to provide for their wife and children ('thorns and thistles'), and, often, dying to protect them.

This way, the Man and Woman should both learn to understand True Charity, though, of course, Free Will...

Of course, this is all currently-inverted, once again, by (((societal machinations))).

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What is real happiness like?

That's easy enough. Doing God's Will by choosing to follow the demands of love in the moment, and that's something that is always within your capability, even if it only results in the slightest and smallest act of love, usually unseen by others, even if we could never imagine any good arising from it.

What follows from practicing that is exactly what is promised by Jesus - Internal Stillness and Peace.

I know - no, it's gone beyond that now - I'm friends with a 95-year-old Deaf Nun, and yesterday, after some drama at the solemn Good Friday Mass, we talked for about half an hour, starting off by discussing Vocations.

I was talking about my Sister and I not understanding our calling as children, but she said she 'always knew' hers. She said she also has a younger sister: "She has seven children, so I guess she was..." [mischievous look] "... quite skilled at her vocation."

Me:

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We were discussing experiencing God in the present moment, and how everything becomes a reflection of him, and the Holy Peace which results.

"If things seems challenging," she said, "remember: Be still and know that I am God."

I nodded. "I've found that one incredibly-useful." It's an instant pause from the furious nature of the world, allowing peace to take over your soul.

She explained how you don't end up wanting anything but that which you already have, and that you can take joy in that knowledge and laugh at your suffering, because God doesn't want us to be miserable. "There's no point seeking out harsh penances, because, well, they'll find us soon enough."

... which was something I was thinking when I praying the Stations of the Cross earlier. I was meditating on Jesus falling under the weight of the cross, and thought, "Well, we all do." Then considered why: "Because most of us try to choose our own crosses, and can't see we can't ever-possibly carry that weight."

Turning that over in my head, I sought the 'why'. A moment later, the 'well, of course' moment: "Because our Pride blinds us from that knowledge."

I'll apply that to the previous point on women being malleable. All they have to do to reach happiness is to carry the cross of having children and humbling themselves to raise them. Instead, their Pride makes them try to carry the male cross of having to lead, fight and work with the acceptance of personal consequence that entails, and they collapse under the weight of a cross they can't carry, requiring medication and cat therapy.

If you keep noting the concept being pushed of (((the childfree life))) - another concession to Narcissism - you'll see a lot of females in the comments with Dead Eyes.

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More on this peace:

Earlier at Mass, I mentioned some drama. One thing I noticed during the First Conversion - and my Sister has commented on this recently - was a pattern of experiencing, functionally, the same event from both perspectives.

About 11 months back, I was kneeling before the Statue of Mary at the Cathedral here, and sensed someone behind me. I was deep in a Litany, so, obviously, didn't stop.

Suddenly, there was a very old man next to me, holding what appeared to be home made cake. He asked me if I'd like a piece.

This struck me as socially-odd, because, well, it was apparent I was praying. So, I politely-thanked him, (not wanting to go into details about allergies), and then said "Why don't you take it next door to the Priest's House?"

Pay attention to what I bold because I'll come back to it.

He moved off, and I kept praying, and everything felt 'right': I'm giving God the Prayer he requires.

I eventually-finished my Litany a few minutes later. Leaving the Church, I noticed as I was driving off, the man had walked in the opposite direction to the Priest's House, and a woman from the School was talking to him, hopefully guiding him where to go.

This played on my mind. I suddenly-understood "I should have stopped praying, and placed him in the hands of the Priests, because he had no idea where to go."

At Catechism class the next week, I was having a quiet conversation with the most attractive girl there, and pointed this feeling - still nagging me - out, and voiced my feeling that God would always want us to stop our prayer in the name of Charity to another.

This triggered my (Pharisee) Stalker, who obviously-has the hots for her, and was irritated that she was hanging on my every word: "No, that's the Devil talking! The Devil will do anything to stop you praying!"

This devolved into him berating people who talk in Church, and he hates it (for he hates almost everything) when people cross the aisle to shake your hand during mass.

I asked him, "So, if someone was having a heart attack during your prayer, you wouldn't stop and help them?" (I was praying a few weeks back, and the Nun I mentioned above fell over in the Cloister, and I ran from the back pew to the inner cloister in about 10 seconds flat, which wasn't bad, considering I'm now on a cane).

The conversation, as always with him, only degraded further from there.

Over the next week, this stayed on my mind.

Some of the Mother Theresa Nuns had asked me to cook for a Priestly Ordination the next week. I was incredibly-sick at the time, but spent the majority of the day making about five platters of treats - pumpkin scones, brownies, cupcakes, Irish Soda Bread, etc. By the time I'd gone down to deliver it, absolutely-exhausted, I knew I wouldn't be well enough to hang around.

So, I'm sick, and leaning on my cane, trying to get the platters of food out of the car, and no-one stopped to help me. People were standing around in groups, talking, all nicely-dressed, and a very uncharitable thought struck me:

"Look at you, you think you're all so Holy, but I spent all day cooking for you, and you're all so wrapped in your own Holiness, you can't even stop to help me..."

A moment later. "Oh."

I described this to the girl at Catechism Class the next night. She listened, then said "Oh."

My Stalker leapt in, completely not getting it: "They should have helped you! One thing I can't stand is when people ignore me!"

I remember having a seizure a few months later, and no-one around me seeming to notice. Once again, I had a thought contrary to charity: "How can you not see this?" and, immediately-recognising it for what it was, knew to remove the beam from my own eye. "How often have I done this Father? When I've seen someone obviously-suffering, and chosen to ignore them?"

This was all part of learning to stay present in the moment, rather than retreating into distraction, fantasy or narcissism, for the present moment is where the Holy Spirit can make use of you.

I can see I've been getting much better at this.

Take for example, yesterday, one of the older female regulars at mass was accompanied by an older man, who, after a while, started acting up when couldn't hear the Priest, and the woman kept quietly talking him down.

I saw the problem coming due to how long the Gospel Liturgy was yesterday, so - small action of love in the moment - I leant over and offered him my cane to help support him. A little later, he lost his cushions down the back of the pew, so - small action of love in the moment - I quietly got up, walked around the back and helped put them back behind him, then walked quietly back.

A minute later, I could sense his frustration building, and he suddenly stood up and, pointed at me, started crying and thanking me for my 'holiness'.

Of course, since I try to operate as Hidden as possible, I was deeply-embarrassed by this, especially since I know I'm not Holy. I'm not saying this so be faux-modest: my series of Falls through the First Conversion were deeply-revealing. Like Simon Peter, I found out I'm not always capable of loving Christ whereever he may lead, and, even worse, when understanding the sacrifice of the Calvary and the immensity of the love involved, I *choose* to sometimes sell him out, not even for thirty pieces of silver, but because I think "Man, I could go a BJ about now."

How petty and wretched I am. This, however, is why I need God.

Remember I said he will show you the truth of what you really are? It's often confronting and very, very ugly.

Back to the man: he said he "Had to go!" and started to walk out. I thought he'd come in a Taxi, and, so - small action of love in the moment - I said I'd take him home, and followed him out the door, figuring I could take communion today. What I really sensed though was really an older man who simply, in that moment, needed someone to see him.

We took the long walk back to the driveway, him supporting himself on my arm, with him complaining about the Priest - "He doesn't have the gift of preaching!" - loud enough for everyone inside to hear. [However, the Priest does have a gift - of accurately and reliably preaching what I need to hear in that moment].

He then fired off a series of Bible Questions at me, such as "Name the first five books of the Bible" and "What is the last word of the Bible", and which he seemed happy that I answered correctly. Ages back, I would have found this tedious, but - small act of love in the moment - I played along.

I helped him down the steps to the driveway to discover he drove the Taxi here. He took some kind of shine to me, and the conversation got a bit bluer from there until I finally managed to get him into the Taxi. I told him he was always welcome back, and to keep an eye out for me. He replied by asking me what Jesus drew in the sand in front of the Pharisees who were about to stone the adulterous woman.

I grinned. "Obviously, the names of their mistresses."

He slapped me on the back and drove off, laughing.

I headed back into the Monastery, thinking maybe I could still catch Communion, only to find the changes to the day's liturgy meant they hadn't gotten there yet. I was worried about the woman he was with, who is a very proper elderly Lady, only to discover that a Larger Woman I've been talking to had - small action of love in the moment - moved from her seat a few rows up, and was holding her hand and she fought back tears.

I wasn't surprised though. My Stalker had originally tried to put ideas into my head that everyone who talked in church was evil, and this larger woman and a friend of hers are very loud pre-mass, which used to irritate me when I was trying to meditate.

Gradually, I thought about Charity, and wondered if Jesus wouldn't want us to talk to each other. Much like the old man with the cake, did the outward appearance of holiness matter?

Then her friend knitted me woolen socks for Winter. Then I started sharing tea with them after Mass, instead of trying to remain Hidden, to discover that, like myself, they knew the Prayer of Quiet, and how to just 'rest in God'. They also knew the patterns of Him revealing himself, and, are largely-existing in a state of joyous peace.

"Not all the time," the one who knitted me socks said. "When my husband died, I attacked the garden with a chainsaw. You'd be surprised at how satisfying that was."

Funnily enough, I could easily picture that. What I've learnt to recognise is those who are existing in holy peace - usually by the sense that they're a little touched - and not quite in the world any more.

I'd previously judged them by their outward appearances - "well, they must have problems with gluttony", sniffed the adulterer - and almost missed how holy they really were, which, of course, meant that I could expect that woman to be the one who moved to comfort the older lady.

What we all sense is, simply this, the past is the past and tomorrow will worry for itself: exist in what is known as the sacrament of the present moment.

Try it. You'll know happiness.

If you want to be unhappy: try following your will.
If you want to be go insane: try forcing others to do your will, as the Left learn.

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How do I know whether you're talking to me or if I'm just hearing my own voice and wishful thinking?

This is known as Discernment. I'd guess Saint Ignatius of Loyola, like myself, was an INTJ, for he mapped-out reliable rules for Discernment centuries ago.

16 lessons over eight hours, if you're curious:






Further on this:

Go back to where I talk about the Cake, and note what I wrote in Bold.

If it is the Devil, you will immediately be flooded with joy and peace that is eventually revealed over time to be a false peace and leads to a constant sense of unrest. This was my experience with both listening to Schismatic "The church is controlled by Satan" videos and attending Latin Mass. If I was doing what technically appeared holier, then why wasn't this knowledge granting me stable peace?

If it is God, you will immediately be flooded by intense humility and nagging unrest, that, when resolved leads to lasting peace. In the case of the Latin Mass, it was understanding providence, and that God would place me exactly where he wanted me for the best chance of my sanctification, and that he had lead me to the Monastery, so buy going to the Latin Mass I wasn't following his will. Once I returned, I've never lost my peace over that again, even when my Stalker texted me, noticing my absence, to say "To those who hate the truth, the truth sounds like hate."

There are a couple of other protections from Doctors of the Church:

St Teresa of Avila says to always follow the path of Obedience, because it's something the Devil cannot do.

St Therese of Lisieux always says to act with Humility, for much the same reason. (I asked one such voice to Praise Mary for her Perfect Humility - it slunk off and never spoke again).

There's a story about an angel appearing to a monk, deep in prayer, to praise him for his perfection and tell him what a great man he was.

"I think you want the monk in the next cell," he said, and went back to his prayer.

The Devil then left, frustrated.

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Why do you mostly let evil play out? Isn't there some other way?

The consequences of Evil have been defeated at Calvary. Make no mistake - the devil lost. However, he is allowed to rule this world under strict conditions to test those that remain as one shifts the wheat from the chaff. This means there will never be another rebellion in heaven, and the damage being repaired by Humans conquering their own fallen nature out of love for the Father and choosing to endure the suffering to be purged of their imperfections only offers him even greater glory.

Our inability to see the Good that can come from Evil is beyond a forum post. You could try a full-length book on the subject, such as 'Suffering' by Louis Evely (1967).

Note that my Sister and I both intuitively-sense that our Sanctification began due to what we see as our mother's sacrifice for us: her slow death over cancer over seven years that ended at the start of the decade. We're both walking parallel roads, sharing the same experiences and knowledge originating separately, including taking the Demon Pill.

Hope this helps!
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What would you say to / ask God?

Well thanks for such a thorough response, AnonymousBosch. I read it all, I promise. I usually skim through or skip really long posts but since this was addressed at me it would have been rude not to. And I'm glad I did. Let me see if I understand, and I'll add some comments.

So there's no possibility of any other angel getting the crazy idea that he's going to be like the most high. When Lucifer made his choice, it was a final choice, and he did it with complete 100% knowledge of what that meant. I've considered this recently and the only explanation for why anyone would do that is insanity. I think Lucifer/Satan is literally insane. He saw his own beauty and it triggered pride in him and it consumed him, and even while knowing the magnitude of rebelling, he still went ahead because he was captivated by his own pride, which was caused by his own beauty. He would never had had the audacity to do something so pointless and ultimately detrimental to himself if he wasn't crazy. In other words it wasn't a well reasoned decision. Would you agree with that?

And what about humans? In heaven, is there any possibility of anyone using their free will to rebel? And if not, does that mean that God changes our nature to make it so that we can but will never ever want to rebel?

Whenever I hear someone talk about obeying God and doing His will, although I don't disagree with that it sometimes worries me that living that life would be really boring. I always imagine God wanting me to do things or refrain from things and live in such a way that I wouldn't be myself and I wouldn't enjoy the things that I like.



For many weeks I've been asking God to help me with 3 related problems (financial). I've decided to do nothing at all about any of these problems, instead I'm leaving it to Him to get the ball rolling. I'm waiting for Him to do something, make something happen, give me a realization or insight or brainwave, something that I can then take my cue from and respond with some action. Because right now I've got nothing.

But so far, I've had no response. I'm trying to be patient, and I'm trying to trust. Every night I say I trust you, I trust you, I trust you, I want to scream in frustration but I trust you. If I'm being tested, it's one hell of a test.

My problems are lingering but somehow I'm not sinking. Everything is static. But I know it can't stay that way for ever. Sometimes it's hard to trust, and it feels like I'm wasting my time and that this is all in my imagination and I should stop this and try and do something myself. But apart from the fact that there's nothing I can do as far as I know (if I had a brainwave I'd act on it), I really do want to trust. But it feels very unnatural and against one's instincts to let go like this. It's like someone telling you to drive with your eyes closed and relax.



Something that just occurred to me : Idolatry is worshiping something other than God. But what's the difference between for example masturbating every day (worshiping the idea of having sex with whoever you're thinking about) or constantly daydreaming about what you'd do with a huge amount of money if only you had it, and praying often for something (a solution to a problem or something that you'd like to have)?

That's not how we do things in Russia, comrade.

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What would you say to / ask God?

Is there a thread for this? So many pills — I fear a lot of you may be over medicated.

“We're both walking parallel roads, sharing the same experiences and knowledge originating separately, including taking the Demon Pill.”
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