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How very interesting! I was introduced to Jesus at age 8 by my great-grandmother who was the widowed wife of a Southern Baptist minister. I heard a little bit of the f&b stuff but I think I was too young to really understand it. I knew that I was a sinner and I wanted Jesus to come into my heart...

It's not sad at all unless its the answer to the question: "Why are you a Christian?"

I'm sorry. I didn't mean to offend you, but aren't you basically saying that your motivation for accepting Christ is a threat? I want to be Christ's servant and friend right now, today, this minute, seated with Him in heavenly places, because while we were yet sinners He showed His greatest of...

How very sad Thank you for participating. :)

Well, I must admit, after reading through this entire thread that I have, without excuse, allowed myself to be duped into arguing about everything and... nothing. This game is about finding an abstract principle of Christianity that is not explicitly stated in Scripture, but is beloved by the...

Bless your heart. The Lord knows all about it. He already knows how He's going to bring you through it. He has you in His everlasting everlasting arms. Take a breath and praise Him. He's listening for you. :)

I think we've all been in that unstable boat in some sense or other, but I'm looking forward to hearing more about your unique experience. :) I have to go to bed now but I'll stop by in the morning to pester everybody. :D

If anybody here messes with you, they're messin' with me, see? I'm the deputy sheriff. And I've got a loaded goat. All seriousness aside, we've got some jerks here (I can be caught laying it on kinda thick, myself, at times). But that's only because the moderators/admins are pretty laid back...

I think she might be busy right now with young'uns. - lol. Well, that's right nice of you to say. I've got more stories, if my memory holds out. :)

The more things change, the more they stay the same. Every sin that's ever been committed is due to a distorted view of God's character. :)

A lot of that stuff is cloak-and-dagger, still classified, so based on hearsay and the cliched but likely conspiracy theories. I don't know much about the U2 story, but in my opinion the most intriguing story of the Cuban Middle Crisis is the Russian Sub task force commander Vasili Arkhipov's...

Probably fair competition. :D

Yeah, Minot AFB was always an assignment nobody in the Air Force wanted. They say that the cold flight line wind would cut you in half. I know it's just an urban legend, but the story is told of a young Security Policeman who got cold one night and decided to crawl into some landing gear (I...

Sorry I missed this post. Yeah, I've been to a lot of places, but many of them didn't keep me long enough for me to remember too many details. My daddy was always on the road. He used to take us from Millington to Harriman, TN (350 mi) fairly often. He'd talk to my granny for a little bit and...

lololol So is Pensacola, FL (I was born there--Fly Navy--Go, Blue Angels!) and Mobile, Alabama (I lived and worked there--my dream job--in the '90s). :D We always ran from hurricanes, usually to Northern AL. I was in that area for 4 or 5 of them. My daddy's philosophy of hurricane survival...

I used to have recurring dreams of plane crashes, tornadoes, and going to school/work in my pajamas or worse ('nuff said?). The disaster dreams were always near-misses.

If ya write it down, I can prolly read it. Dreams are seldom from God. They usually have more to do with chemical processes and emotions. I read that somewhere on the Interweb, so it must be correct. :D

We were in San Diego for 4 years. My daddy was a Company Commander (that's the Navy's incredibly bizarre way of saying "Drill Instructor" ) at the Naval Training Center (which had a nice little 9-hole course--I played Torrey Pines, too, overlooking the then-nude Black's Beach), right next to...

My 2nd duty station was (West) Germany. I was told we were in a cold war. It seemed like there was terrorism everywhere. I just missed getting car-bombed in Frankfurt one time. You were supposed to check your cars all over and under for bombs before you set out for work. The gate guards at the...

PRAISE THE LORD!!!