| Author: | Karl Krahn | ISBN: | 9781493114504 |
| Publisher: | Xlibris US | Publication: | November 26, 2013 |
| Imprint: | Xlibris US | Language: | English |
| Author: | Karl Krahn |
| ISBN: | 9781493114504 |
| Publisher: | Xlibris US |
| Publication: | November 26, 2013 |
| Imprint: | Xlibris US |
| Language: | English |
....If you are happy with the way this world has prepared for the second coming of Christ, fine. Go your merry way and enjoy. I am not, and the results are why you are reading this story. I was raised by a very strong believing Mother. She taught the truth always wins, be sure your sins will find you out and as you sow, so shall you reap.
...She didn't prepare me for this world, but for the next. When I finally understood this, it was too late. I could not believe it was possible to have the Spirit of Jesus Christ enter my heart, mind and soul, and feel no difference. For years I searched for the feeling of total acceptance. I often felt the presence of the Holy Spirit, but it was always in someone else. I could not find the feelings, I was looking for. It's not possible to list the extent and searching of this journey, but in the end, I gave up.
...If there is no God, it makes no difference. If there is a God, and He won't talk to me, that's worse. So I quit. The last day, when all living beings go before the final judgment, I have no defense. I believed, by not talking to me, God was not living up to His promise. Then I got very happy.
...All my worries about Hell's fury and roasting for the rest of time, vanished. I set a time limit of three weeks and then I was going to stop living. Nothing fancy, I was going to find a simple way to stop living. I rejected this life completely.
My worries were over.
...Then, after two weeks, I got an overwhelming desire to get a pencil and paper. The desire was so strong, if I didn't have paper in time, I would write on table tops or anything that was handy. They were poems. They came pouring from my hand. They came so fast, there is no way I could tell them that fast. Now I offer them to those that think there has to be more in this life.
...The hope and prayers that we will be covered by His Loving Grace, even though we make no effort to live better, just don't wash. If you want to live again, you have got to try. I say again. If you believe you already have a passkey to Heaven, Have a nice day. If these poems can help one person, Praise God !!
....If you are happy with the way this world has prepared for the second coming of Christ, fine. Go your merry way and enjoy. I am not, and the results are why you are reading this story. I was raised by a very strong believing Mother. She taught the truth always wins, be sure your sins will find you out and as you sow, so shall you reap.
...She didn't prepare me for this world, but for the next. When I finally understood this, it was too late. I could not believe it was possible to have the Spirit of Jesus Christ enter my heart, mind and soul, and feel no difference. For years I searched for the feeling of total acceptance. I often felt the presence of the Holy Spirit, but it was always in someone else. I could not find the feelings, I was looking for. It's not possible to list the extent and searching of this journey, but in the end, I gave up.
...If there is no God, it makes no difference. If there is a God, and He won't talk to me, that's worse. So I quit. The last day, when all living beings go before the final judgment, I have no defense. I believed, by not talking to me, God was not living up to His promise. Then I got very happy.
...All my worries about Hell's fury and roasting for the rest of time, vanished. I set a time limit of three weeks and then I was going to stop living. Nothing fancy, I was going to find a simple way to stop living. I rejected this life completely.
My worries were over.
...Then, after two weeks, I got an overwhelming desire to get a pencil and paper. The desire was so strong, if I didn't have paper in time, I would write on table tops or anything that was handy. They were poems. They came pouring from my hand. They came so fast, there is no way I could tell them that fast. Now I offer them to those that think there has to be more in this life.
...The hope and prayers that we will be covered by His Loving Grace, even though we make no effort to live better, just don't wash. If you want to live again, you have got to try. I say again. If you believe you already have a passkey to Heaven, Have a nice day. If these poems can help one person, Praise God !!
