>>1284643

I hung out with him in a bar while I was in a massive spiral. Felt like I wanted to die. No hope. No worth. No joy. Felt like I failed life and felt like I failed God. It was a dim little dirt hole in the afternoon. I ordered a beer. There was a giant mirror behind the bar so that I could see my pure misery. I sensed a creature/man sit next to me. I couldn’t see him in the mirror, and so couldn’t see him if I turned to look at him. I knew it was Jesus. He proceeded to tell me jokes in a language I had never heard, but could somehow understand. They were funny. The funniest things I had ever heard. Remember the mirror? These jokes were so funny that I started snorting, then I started drooling because I was laughing so hard. And I got to see all of this in the mirror where he couldn’t be seen. This lasted for about 5 minutes straight. I was a total laughing mess. The bartender walked over and said, “I really want some of whatever you’re on…” Then he was gone. I finished my bar and paid my tab (which is crazy because I was planning on drinking with my misery that night).

When I walked out the door, I realized that all hope had been restored. I felt that I had worth. I felt loved. It was incredibly life changing and only the entity if love could have done that…. to newfags to Christianity. Find those that have had a “Road to Damascus” experience. They are swayed much by man made religion.

>>1284877

*aren’t

>>1284877

Religion slowly got it’s claws back into me with condemnation. Long story short. I was in a different state and going through a divorce. And I had been drinking too much. Some coworkers who were atheist opened their home to me and watched out for me. They healed my heart. I struggled with the Bible I had been taught. It said that people like this wouldn’t go to Heaven. I struggled so much that I came to the point where I was willing to risk my salvation because I didn’t want to be in a heaven that would exclude people like them. All the sudden I was in a vision where I saw myself hanging by my hands over a cliff. I looked up and Jesus was leaning over the edge. I looked at him and said, “l’m sorry. I just can’t do this (religion) anymore, and I let go. I freefell for about 12” then came to an abrupt stop. Started, I looked yo see what happened. My hands were tethered in with leather straps. I looked up at Jesus who was shaking his head in an affectionate way. He was never going to let me fall. In that moment I knew I had bought a ton of lies concerning who he really is.

I asked him for a verse to confirm that this was really him. I flipped open my Bible. The verse that says, Greater love has no man, than to lay down his life for his friends was what I opened to. He said, “You did that.” I knew in that moment that I would follow him no matter where we end up….

>>1284962

We’re all freaks here. You are obviously new. I would say go back to reddit, but I’m guessing Facebook is your territory.