/rel/ - Religion

How long have you been trying?

It took a full year before God started me on my path. God works in big ways, not small. That takes time to arrange, but it's worth the wait.

He led me not only to the true faith and away from sin, but to my gf and many great friends. Have patience.

Try what >>136 suggests, specifically Lectio Divina. Get to know God by searching his Word in prayer. If there is "something wrong with" you, you will surely find it there.

How do you know He never comes? You need to step back and look at your life right now. Have you had any changes for the better? Or could be interpreted as a gradual step for the better? God works in ways both big and small, but you need to take the initiative and work with Him.

OP here, ihas been almost a month and He started talking back to me (I think). It has been an interesting ride and hasn't stopped.

A highlight of the experiences:

1. Was up all night reading the Qu'ran for some comparative religion (I am well versed in the Bible). Started going into fits of sadness and emptiness thinking all religion is bunk and none of them will help me. I kind of lose sight of everything physically and an image of Christ in royal robes with a crown (sort of Christ is King deal I suppose) is literally illuminated before me. Feel a comfort and ease I haven't in years. Decide to go lie down, feeling woozy and dizzy but mentally and spiritually clear. Browse through here on my phone, someone has linked to Rorate Caeli. Put it on, close eyes and feel shakey and buzzy and lose myself. Understand the lyrics completely. I don't speak Latin.

2. Two days later I am on my couch, room is dimmed, I feel like someone is in the room with me. This feeling remains with me. I feel myself sort of split (I have no logical words for this but it becomes a reoccuring theme. I "split" with myself and the spiritual seems superimposed over the mundane). This happens and Mary is standing in the corner. I was actually terrified of her, she looked so firm and stoic. Maybe it was just what was happening but that was how I felt. She somehow communicates with me the importance of the Rosary (sort of telepathically). I am not Catholic but I look it up and pray it.

3. I am driving, listening to music. I get lost in the music, following it along. Suddenly it is medieval Spain and I am a teenage boy playing a song on the guitar, praising Christ. I play the musically plainfully and can hear it. I can find no modern recording of this Spanish folk song.

4. Be me dreaming. Suddenly the most beautiful woman I have ever seen, shameful to admit moreso than my wife, appears. She tells me her name is Sarah. I feel inexplicably at ease around her. We converse like age old friends and tells me my life is about to be much better. Wake up in a daze. Realize I just spoke with Sarah, Abraham's wife from the Old Testament, who is known for her beauty and ability as a seer who the Lord spoke to.

That has been my life the last two weeks. These visions and experiences don't stop. I have had odd coincidences happen as well. So /rel/, is this God speaking to me or am I schizophrenic? Whatever it is, I hope it doesn't stop.

>>392
what the actual fuck? sounds wonkers mate

>>402
[airhorn intensifies]

>>392

I had one of these experiences as well, but they're never easy on me. I was once at a busstop, when I saw this guy with his back turned to me. For some odd reason, I approached him. He turned around and then I saw his face, which was basically a face with no hair and no features. All he had was five eyes, scattered all over his face. He was 'talking' to me, but it was really strange. It was kimd of like, you know the first Metal Gear Solid on the PS1, right before you fight that ninja, you walk down a hall and you hear all those voices? That's sort of what it sounded like. He looked at me and embraced me, then he pushed me away and his eyes lit up. For a short moment, I saw this image and then I was riding on the bus.

The next week the image flashed before my eyes, but it was getting clearer and clearer. Eventually I worked out that the image was of a bum who laid on his back, on the streets, with him looking at me and his hand strechted out.

What do you think all of this means?