My atheist "coming to Jesus" moment
Posted: Mon Nov 14, 2011 12:47 am
I am one of those Mormons who "took the religion too seriously" and "mysteriously missed the memo" on rocks in hat and Fanny Alger. In short, I was foreordained to fall from grace because my mopologitic liahona is broken.
I spent 23 years of my life wondering whether or not God would accept me. Most of this time, I assumed I wasn't ready to meet him. This might sound dramatic but it was just part of my life. My sins were like an appendage. When I spoke to the bishops, I always left feeling like I could have said more but didn't. I always felt there was more to dig out of my stinky closet. Over time, I grew accustomed to this feeling. It's like living with a sliver under your skin.
Then, just this morning while taking a shower, it dawned on me in a flash thought like a bolt of lightning. There is no God planning to show the Quark movie! I started laughing outloud. In my laughter, I covered my face with my hands. Soon, my laughter turned to sobbing. I cried it all out and then I was free. In 23 years I have never experienced anything like it. Everything was gone. I watched in run down the drain. It was my past and it has finally left me.
Praise the Lord.
Amen.
Oh, and I attended a non-Mormon church with my family today. We had a fine time.
I spent 23 years of my life wondering whether or not God would accept me. Most of this time, I assumed I wasn't ready to meet him. This might sound dramatic but it was just part of my life. My sins were like an appendage. When I spoke to the bishops, I always left feeling like I could have said more but didn't. I always felt there was more to dig out of my stinky closet. Over time, I grew accustomed to this feeling. It's like living with a sliver under your skin.
Then, just this morning while taking a shower, it dawned on me in a flash thought like a bolt of lightning. There is no God planning to show the Quark movie! I started laughing outloud. In my laughter, I covered my face with my hands. Soon, my laughter turned to sobbing. I cried it all out and then I was free. In 23 years I have never experienced anything like it. Everything was gone. I watched in run down the drain. It was my past and it has finally left me.
Praise the Lord.
Amen.
Oh, and I attended a non-Mormon church with my family today. We had a fine time.