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Pastor Ken didn't read the poem to the congregation today, but he said he would next week.

It's beautiful Gia, I know Pator Ken will love it

Skillet-Collide Newsboys-Take me to Your Leader Newsboys-Going Public Pillar-Where do we Go From Here? I'm more into the rock sounds. Hope you like these. I know a lot more, but these are my favorites and most of the stuff I listen to is Secular anyway.

Well, my dad is in rehab. for a month...at least he won't be around for awhile...

Last night my dad got arrested for drinking. He verbally attacked me first on the computer saying, "You f****** little b**** you're telling your little friends what a horrible dad I am aren't you!" And he started accusing me of all this stuff, I WAS telling my friend Nikki that he was drinking and stuff, but I wasn't saying he was a horrible dad or anything! Then my mom told me to get off the computer, and dad started yelling at her and he backed her into a wall and started shaking her. Then my mom started yelling for our roomate to help her, and she wouldn't. She just stood there saying no to my mom and I couldn't help her because I'm only 15 and I was waiting for my dad to hit my mom so I'd have an excuse TO help her, because I can knock my dad out, but not when he's drunk. I told Nikki to call me before I got off the computer and she did, because I couldn't call her, she lives in another state, and Nikki is one of the only two people who really understands how I feel. She called me, and I was crying to her, I was threatning to run away and she told me not to because then I'll be found, and it'll get worse, he might even hurt me. But I was being stubborn, and Paula, my roomate's daughter, came out and told me that dad had pushed Amber into the wall and to call the police, I said no, I told Nikki to call me back in five minutes and handed Paula the phone so she would call, because Paula can keep calm in these kind of situations and I was already breaking down as it was...So Paula called the police and Nikki called me back wehen the police were there. Now the police are going to call CPS and my sister, Paula, Sarah and I can get taken away, and I don't know what to do anymore...

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Tom Felton And of course, everyone from worthy.

I got saved when I was 6. I was camping with my family. We made camp by this other family, who went to a church that was actually, really close to my house. I was riding my bike, and I saw a girl standing outside reading. I walked over to her and introduced myself. Well, she was telling me about her church. Then my dad came over and told me to come back. At the same time her dad came out of the tent to tell her to come in. They introduced themselves and started talking. Then Rachel and I went to ride bikes. We were 6 years old at the time. So Rachel's parents invited us to their church. We didn't have a car at the time so they started giving us rides. After maybe 2 months we stopped going. I really didn't know what it meant. We went for a few months, but started drifting. Sooner or later, we stopped going to church. As the years went by, I started using cuss words and a whole bunch of stuff. And then in 6th grade, I was still not going to church. I went every Sunday with some friends of the family, but I never listened. I would just look like I was paying attention. Then the Harry Potter books came out. I started reading them and stuff and I started getting really "into" Harry Potter. My entire room was decorated with it. And then I started imagining that I was actually in the Harry Potter books. After awhile, I wasn't imagining anymore. I started doing witchcraft and no one knew. I was reading horoscopes, I was supposedly casting spells. And those "spells" actually worked. Well, this went on until 8th grade. My ex-boyfriend was harrassing me and I started going into depression. I wanted to kill myself. I couldn't take it. My sister-in-law brought me to her house and she took care of me. I was really considering "cursing" Garrett and I would've too but something was stopping me. Well, one night, my sister-in-law took me to church. I didn't recognize it, it seemed so diffrent from when I was little. At class that night the Youth Preacher was talking about suicidal people and that actually caught my attention. I got rededicated that night and have been a Christian since. Rachel and I are still friends, but we don't talk much. She never knew that I did witchcraft and I never told her. I'm not at that church anymore, but I'll never forget that night. I stopped the witchcraft and everything and life is good and I really Thank the Lord for that. You wanted to know how God has changed my life since I got saved, and that's how.

Ok I completely disagree with the bolded stuff. First of all, EVERYONE gets jealous. God can forgive you for this. I used to do witchcraft before I was saved. God forgave me from that. My dad used to go to parties and drink and he used to literally murder people, and God forgave him from ALL of that. He AND my mom used to do drugs and a whole bunch of other stuff, and God forgave them from THAT. My dad STILL gets drunk at night and yet God STILL forgives him. Harry Potter and stuff used to be my IDOLS and God forgave me from THAT. I really do believe that God can forgive you from every sin. Before I started on witchcraft and stuff, I was saved, but then my entire family started slipping, I started reading Harry Potter and getting all into it, and I started witchcraft, yet God forgave me and I came back to him. I can't tell you how many times I have rededicated myself.

Ok, I didn't read the topic from the beginning, but how did we come from why women supposedly can't teach in church, to hair? Here's my idea, someone may have posted a reply to this already but: That DOESN'T nessesarily mean that women can only but preach at home if they ask their husbands, BUT to ask their husbands at home if they can teach at church. I believe that women CAN be preachers.

I've been suicidal before never cut though...

Just so you all know I'm not taking any sides!!!!!!!!! I'm 15, I know how his daughter must feel, I can put myself in her place. I'm not putting the blame on anyone. But her seeing her father doing things with another woman, then having a child with her, is not giving her Christian moral values! I know you know this but I'm just trying to put myself in her spot. Having parents go through a divorce is hard on every child in the family. INCLUDING His daughter. Seeing her mother have a diffrent girlfriend every single day is making her feel the homosexuality is right. So is her father doing things with another woman before marriage. That's making her think that sex before marriage is right. I've noticed that you are being VERY self-centered about your daughter. ONCE AGAIN I am not, putting the blame on just one person. You, your future husband, AND her mother, are ALL being bad examples for these children! I've noticed that NOT one person who is giving you advice, is even thinking about the kids! NOT ONE! HELLO! There IS more than one person having this trouble! The kids are ALL thinking that what you three "Parents" are doing is what life is all about! Fighting, sexual immorality, homosexuality, they think all this is right! I don't care if you listen to me or not, but that's MY view and really, I don't think that the kids should be in this kind of environment. I live with a parent who plays favorites, I know what that is like too, this is yet another example of my being able to put myself in the place of all your kids. My adoptive father plays favorites over his kids and not of me and my sister. He only displines them when they do something wrong to HIM. I can put myself in your spot, and all I see is self-centeredness, you are playing favorites with your kid, he is playing favorites with his kid, do you realise that? Look, like I said before, I AM NOT taking sides. This is just MY VIEW.

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I'm starting to eat a little more than I usually do. And he isn't my real dad, he's my adopted dad. So he had no part in creating me.

Hey all, I've been suffering from depression lately. And I know it's depression because being sad is just for maybe 3 days of being sad at the least, but this has been going on for 2 weeks straight and got worse last night. My dad has been treating me like garbage for the past two weeks. I feel rejected and really unloved. I did my daily devotionals this morning. I haven't been doing them since I started going back to church. My dad finally bought me the Bible he promised me for my birthday (two months ago!) after bugging him for it. I finally started my Daily Devos because now, at the back of my bible is an index that really helps a lot. I did my devos in this order (not like it really matters): Rejection, Anorexia, Depression. It was office hours today so we had a couple of hours before school started and I decided that would be a good time. I know all the verses and stuff for Rejection, Anorexia and Depression since I looked it up this morning. I read all the symptoms of Depression, I have 7 of 8 symptoms. I haven't been eating a lot because my dad always calls me fat, I've been worrying my friends and forcing myself to eat. I don't know what to do, the verses aren't really opening my mind very much, this is the second time that I would be suffering with this problem, only once with the "eating disorder".

I'm bumping this again, because I believe people should read this

*bump* Thank you Super Jew, I needed that

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You don't HAVE to fast food. As long as it's something that you believe is really taking over your life ("You're God, so to speak), then fast that. If you really want to start fasting, I reccommend you fast an object you really believe you can't live without. A person can live without food as long as they have water. If you really believe that money is "You're God" then fast money for awhile, take a break from shopping and stuff, if you believe the computer is "You're God" I suggest you fast that for a couple of days. And when you fast, spend all the time that you would be doing with the time of what you're fasting, and spend it in prayer and fellowship with the Lord.

My dad said that somewhere in the bible it says, "When you begin to see the mark of the beast (666) everywhere you go, that's a sign the world is coming to an end." or something like that. The weird thing is, ever since last year I've been seeing that number everywhere, even today, I was doing a Math problem: 96 x60 ____ 00 666 _____ 6660 Sure enough, I did the problem wrong, but that is really scary! Has anyone else been seeing this lately? Or is it just me...?

I don't visit the Discussion Forums very often, but I saw this topic and I read everything, how everyone is hurting. I didn't realise there were so many people. I think I'm searching for it. I know my family loves me, but it doesn't feel like it. I've had 5 boyfriends, two of which harrassed me after we broke up, one who still is. Last year in 8th grade, at the beginning of the school year, my first ex-boyfriend dumped me during the summer. Once the school year started up, he would sit with my friends and I and harrass me, and the security gaurd would always drag him away. He was in my 6th grade class, and everytime I described something to my friend, since he sat next to her, he would listen in on us. Once I was wearing all black to school, black nailpolish, black lipgloss, black hairtie, black shirt, black pants, black shoes, the whole deal. Well, I call those days my "Black Days". And all day he was calling me a Goth. This harrassment went on for half the school year. I finally broke, I ran to my mom and told her what was going on, all she did was call into a Parent/Principal meeting. She told the principal what was going on, but nothing happened he kept harrassing me. I was finally driven to suicidal thoughts. I told my sister-in-law what was happening in confidentiality, she told my mom, and they put me on RISE, a homeschooling program. I was to live with my sister-in-law and she would homeschool me. I fell into a deep depression and everytime I was around a knife, I would be tempted to grab it, but everytime I tried, my S.I.L. walked into the kitchen. She had no idea what was going on. I brought my journal with me and I would always write about how much I hated life and I felt that everyone abandoned me. Well, I wasn't going to church at the time, and finally my S.I.L. started taking me. The first night I went, there was a sermon on suicidal people that opened my eyes, I started getting better, and my S.I.L. sent me back to school. Garrett was still harrassing me for about a week then he moved to Texas (Thank God). So I was fine for awhile. But I still felt unloved. So I went through four guys to feel love, but none worked out. Well, another of my boyfriends was near the end of my 8th grade school year. He isn't a Christian, and I didn't feel any "Chemistry" with him so I broke it off. At first he was friendly, but at the beginning of this school year, he started spreading rumors that we're still dating. My friends think it's funny, only one actually understands how hard this is. He tried to get me back and made a huge scene in front of the entire school. And he's still harrassing me saying he's going to marry me and things like that. My depression has begun to come back. And I still feel it. I feel I'm searching for love, I still feel I need a guy beside me to make me feel love. I didn't mean to rant, but I just felt like I needed to say something. Now I'm going to shut up.

Umm...okay, I think I need to get to reading more often myself...

My dad has just stopped drinking, he's been clean for two weeks. I'm a strong believer, and so is my dad. A couple months ago, he had gotten drunk. This was in the middle of the night, my guess, eh, maybe 3:00 AM on a Saturday. He was screaming and yelling, nothing unusual since that's what he does when he's drunk. Well, this particular night was diffrent. I was sleeping, my dad was drunk, and I can sleep through it. Well, my sister and I were sleeping, mind you, I'm 15 and my sister is 16. Well, there we are sleeping, minding our own business, when our door creaks open, I didn't notice it at first, but someone had snuck into our room and started whispering, at first it was quiet, but it got louder, I finally woke up, and I looked down. I'm on the top bunk and my sister is on the bottom. So I looked down, and there was my dad laying on our floor in his...undergarments. Slowly I laid back down on my bed and covered myself with my blanket. If you want to know what he was saying, he was saying, "Jamie, I'm going to kill you, and your sister, and your mom, and everyone in this house..." He kept repeating this over and over. Now, by now I'm terrified because I'm Jamie, he was talking straight to me. I have no idea whatsoever what my sister was doing at this moment, but she was being really, quiet, I actually thought she was dead, you couldn't even hear her breathing. I was trembling under my blanket and I laid there and started silently praying that it would all end, after about ten minutes, it finally did. My dad walked out of the room and fell in his bed. The scariest part about this whole thing was my dad's voice had changed, it didn't sound like him at all. His voice was deeper and raspier. After the whole fiasco ended, I bent over my bed and whispered my sister's name over and over, I guess she was being awfully quiet and she was pretty scared because she answered me and her voice was shaking. I told her that dad had been possessed and that's what had happened, but Amber didn't believe me. Now Amber isn't a Christian, so of course she probably wouldn't believe me. But I had to try to convince her. It didn't work, after we both had stated our argument about what had happened, we both went back to sleep. I was crying and I grabbed one of my Teddy Bears and squeezed it all night, scared that my dad would come back in, thank God he didn't. And of course, he didn't remember a thing the next day. Yes, I believe that a strong believer can get possessed, I actually believe that they're the main target. Satan wants strong believers to fall back and not get back up, that's why they're targeted. I just thought I'd share this, because this is an example. My dad is going through Spiritual Warfare himself. He wants his beer and his tempted to buy it, but he's fighting, and fighting hard.

I tried throwing all of my books and stuff away, but my mom was being "closed minded" and didn't understand that I had to throw it away, she gave the books to Family Services and gave my sheets and stuff to my sister's friend, she's giving my stuffed Harry Potter Owl backpack to my neice and giving my Harry Potter sweater to her too, if I had a fireplace, I would've burned it all a long time ago. I still have my Harry Potter address book, only because I can't find my other ones. I can't really escape it since my sister always watches YU-GI-OH, collects Pokemon cards, Dragonball Z cards, and YU-GI-OH cards. But to replace all of that stuff, I'm going to collect a whole bunch of Ocean Stuff to decorate my room with so it doesn't feel so empty. I'm getting better at seperating myself from all of it, but it's kind of hard since I see Harry Potter and YU-GI-OH advertised everywhere. It's still kind of hard. After I get over this, I'm going to work on another little problem I have. Anyway, thanks everyone for encouraging me with this, I really need it.