What kind of Person are you? The effects of experiences

The world is filled with all types of people with different upbringings, pasts, opinions and views. How does this effect society and the world we live in today and more importantly the future lives we live?

God created us all different, but the one thing he gave us is the freedom of choice, or in psychological terms, “free will”. He enabled each one of us to think for ourselves and have our own views and opinions on everything from morals even to religion and Christianity. We were made with our own unique personalities, shaped by what we learnt through our childhood. This is known as the Psychodynamic approach- psychological terms. But what kind of person are you? Here’s a discussion on different behavioural approaches…

What were your past experiences like? Were they good or bad? Having good past experiences can affect you in two different ways, for example, lets say you had everything you wanted as a child. From this you could turn out as quite a spoilt, selfish person or having seen the positive effect of having the things you wanted could make you a happy and generous person, wanting to see others have what you did. God wants us to learn from what we have lived in our younger years and overcome any damaging experiences, using his strength to guide and protect us. I get this one quite a lot when I speak to people about God. They say that they have had bad past experiences in the church or relating to a bereavement and they are quite abrupt and bitter, because they haven’t been able to accept that God could allow this to happen and they blame him for how they react. Things happen to us to make us better people, for example, if we overcome something really bad that’s happened, we will be much stronger and susceptive Christians. Being angry at God will not get us anywhere, in times like these we need to draw closer to God for comfort and not push him further away.

The importance of living a healthy Junior life
It’s so important that we are careful what Is fed into our own minds and the minds of our younger generation. It can cause major characteristics to form in us like being dominate, aggressive and uncaring. I watched a show the other night about offending teens. There were two brothers that grew up together in the Wolverhampton town of Birmingham, UK and they had been the recipients of watching violence between their parents. They later by the age of around 8 began to cause havoc on the streets, being violent, using and selling drugs, committing burglaries and robberies and setting things on fire. Violence can effect us growing up. This can also effect you in two ways, one, you could project that hurt and anger onto others, a or seeing this could make you a person who always makes peace. However, these behaviours from the young brothers were likely to be caused by having such a bad example of relationships and interaction through their parents, this is not ignoring that young people with good role models can also be capable of this.

The truth is, because we are all different, we all react differently to things that happen to us, even though some behaviours are similar. our behaviours as a whole group or society can either damage or benefit us. If people begin or continue to behave in ways that cause negative and harmful effects on others, this will cause behaviours on a whole to be more negative. Or if we choose to behave in ways that are benefitting others, this will ultimately make an improvements in ourselves and others. If you find an experience has effected you in a negative way, its important that we take this to God through prayer and reading his word to overcome this feeling. keeping it will be harmful to you, effecting future relationships thoughts and feelings.

***

 

Thanks for reading this post, I hope you found it interesting and it made you look into your own experiences and how you’ve been effected personally. Keep your eyes open for the next post guys!! xoxo

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Happy Easter: Jewish Passover & The Last Blood Moons

Jewish celebrations are times of fun and enjoyment for Gods historical people. But is there more to the modern celebrations? Is there meaning in the dates and times of this Jewish ceremony?

The Jewish Passover is a very important event for the Jews. It’s a time to celebrate Gods faithfulness to Israel, as we remember the time he brought them out of the land of their slavery known as Egypt. They celebrate with symbolic foods like bitter herbs and wine to represent pain and suffering ect. It’s also Easter for us, the time when we remember the day Jesus died and the time he rose again. But there is something astonishing about these events this year and through the coming next year and how they tie into natural world events involving the “blood moons.” The Blood Moons are carefully orchestrated around the dates of the Jewish celebrations like Passover and Sukkot over the next year and this year. But how can it be? It’s just nature. Well that’s the point. The Jewish calendar has not been altered or changed at all, this is where the conscience gets a little too strange…
What are the “Blood Moons”?

The Blood Moons are literal red coloured moons that can be seen in the sky. So how does thus link you may ask? A lot of research has been carried out by the space association NASA involving these blood moons. The have been observed and watched these past months, there were two scheduled for this year, 2014. In biblical terms, these blood moons are signs from God and have been mentioned and predicted in Joel 2:31 “the sun shall be turned to darkness and the moon into blood before that great and terrible day of the Lord.” So from this we gather that blood moons are a representation of the last days, a warning that God is soon to return. Now this clearly states what is happening here, but the coming link is just fascinating…
The Jewish Passover for this year began on 14th April at sunset, this is when the first blood moon was seen! You may think that’s just an amazing coincidence? I think not! The next blood moon is set to be seen later this year, with another two in 2015. Now interestingly, the blood moon set for this year will fall on the 8th of October, in the exact time of the second Jewish celebration called Sukkot, also know as the Feast of Tabernacles. Now that’s two totally random blood moons falling on Passover (already been seen) and Sukkot. This is NOT a coincidence.

Further Blood Moons In 2015

There are two more blood moons set to be seen in 2015. Astonishingly, these just so happen to fall on the Jewish ceremonies again! One will again fall on Passover 2015 and Sukkot 2015! This is really something. After these, there will be no more for 100 years. So we have four blood moons, (one already gone) all fitting the exact times of Jewish ceremonies and celebrations. In 2015, we will see the blood moons set over the world, at these special times in Jewish culture, which is an amazing event!

So what does this mean?

Blood moons always signify a world event to happen with Israel or illustrate a big change in the world systems. For example, in 1492, a blood moon was seen and later the Jews were expelled from Spain and there are more to name. God uses these signs in the sky to warn his people an event will take place, to remind them that he is always with them. So from these amazing signs, we can expect some major activity to happen in Israel or around the world within the next year. The final Blood Moon set to take place in 2015 on Sukkot, is a really special one. The Moon is going to be at the closest point of proximity to the earth, something that is amazingly unusual. Could this be another big sign from God? I think so. All these signs are alerting and directing us to the day of his coming and the rapture of his people, that’s why this is so important for people to take in and be knowledgeable about. Keep reading the Blogs Guys…

 

***

As Passover continues, keep an eye out for any news on this topic. For any more info on this search John Hagee Blood Moons. Thanks for reading, keep an eye out for the next post!

 

 

The voice in the Alley: Crying out for change

He stood and stared into the darkness with bloodshot, sunken eyes. His body stagnant with the tiredness of life. The sudden welling of water in his eyes made him seem scared and alone as a tear fell down his wrinkled cheek. “I love you”, a voice like rushing water surrounded him like a flood. The alley seemed mysterious as it made dark shapes. This voice was suddenly recognised. He knew this was God.

Previously…

There he was in the street, shouting and swaying as he staggered out the bar. All his friends seemed to go away as the night dragged on. He was left alone. In the dead of night city lights, he wondered out toward his home. A blurred image approached him and then went away like a passing car. “Come back!” he slurred, lights seemed to fade away and merge together into one darkness. Then black. He woke the next morning with the sound of rushing cars outside his flat window and the familiar smell of city life. His head thumping in his skull. The light hurt his eyes, the feeling of loneliness and confusion lingered and held its place in the room. His clothes, drained in alcohol from the night before. He waited. He lay there for a while, thinking if he had a place in the world, why he had such an empty feeling everyday he woke, why he hated himself so much, he tried desperately to drink himself to death.  These thoughts seemed to rush around in his mind like a furious hurricane, it later calmed, interupted by the beeping of cars outside.

He dragged himself out his chair and stared vaguely at the four walls that surrounded him. “Jason!” Someone called him and banged on the door. He rubbed his head with his battered hand. “John!” Then more banging. “What?!” He finally answered and made a slow move to the door. Latch by latch he unlocked it and a familiar face was seen through the portrait gap. When John realised who it was, his heart sunk in his chest and his palms became sweaty. The mans face was narrow and stern as he frowned impatiently. He wore a black cloak-like coat and a brown winter scarf. The man pushed his way in and commanded his attention with his actions. “What did I tell you?” He got straight to the point, didn’t waste any time. Looking swiftly at his watch, he brushed his hair with his long hands. “I don’t have time for this, I told you, you had five days. You blew it. You don’t care, so neither do I. Your out today.” Life stopped around John and his heart with it, he tried to sync the sound with his lips, but time seemed to stay still in that moment. “But you said I had more time,” his voice crumbled into a timid shudder. Silence. The man looked at John as if it were code. His eyes went right through him and stared viciously into the wall behind. He was nothing. At least that’s how he felt. The man got up out the bruised chair and made his way quickly out the room. John watch him hopelessly through the window as he disappeared into the bustling city street. John took a few moments. He rubbed his tired eyes and tried to come to terms with the truth as he cradled his weak head in his hands.

immediately, John packed his tattered bag with what he had left and rushed out the door. As he made his way down the flights of stairs, he noticed eyes watching him through one of the corridor windows. Feeling embarrassed, he continued out into the street. Where was he going? He didn’t know, he just walked and walked for hours, the city changed around him as it became dark and rowdy. The lights called him into the tempting nightlife, but now that didn’t seem to matter to him anymore. He wasn’t lured into the drunkenness that helped him waste his life away. Instead, he made his way through the lights into a familiar park he had once been in. The way seemed clear, although the surroundings were deceiving and dark. He entered, there was a small shelter which he spotted. It seemed bleak, but safe.

Carefully preparing his sleeping bag, he now felt the cold tugging his hands and feet like a child. The stars seemed mysterious and the night uncaring. Hunger began to cry out like a deafening silence that couldn’t be ignored, but it had to be. Then, he noticed a piece of broken glass not far from where he lay. “Go on,” he heard a strange, yet quiet whisper, like a hissing snake, telling him to end it all. “It will be easy.” The darkness played games with his mind as it came and went like the tide. It seemed like an easy way out. Not questioning the origin of the voice, he grabbed the slate of glass and began to cut.

A large drop of blood fell on the cold concrete. Then another. Pain rushed to his wrist a little after.

He stopped. “I can’t,” he whispered. “I can’t” the whisper turned into a distressed cry, it echoed around and the birds fled from the surrounding trees into the night. John began to weep and his soul released his sadness, he wailed himself to sleep.

Then tugging, “Hey.”

He felt someone pulling him from his rest. A man, like him, alone and anxious looking. The stench of alcohol reached his nose. “Hey, this is my spot, you’re in my spot.” The man insisted. It was still dark, John felt worn out and overwhelmed. “What did you do to yourself?” the guy slurred as he observed the redness around his wrist and the stained blood on the cold concrete. “It’s nothing,” John began to gather himself together, not wanting to resist. He covered his wrist and started out again as he walked from the park with the mans silhouette slowly disappearing in the darkness. The man stood and stared back as far as he could see into the distance. John walked past the park rails and back into the city streets. He paused for a while, the sound of cars and clubs ringing in his ears. He then came across an alley…

Turning in, he felt he wanted to be alone. He stood and stared into the darkness with bloodshot, sunken eyes. His body stagnant with the tiredness of life. The sudden welling of water in his eyes made him seem scared and alone as a tear fell down his wrinkled cheek. “I love you”, a voice like rushing water surrounded him like a flood. The alley seemed mysterious as it made dark shapes. This voice was suddenly recognised. He knew this was God. God compiled his life into a snapshot in a split second before his eyes. His life had suddenly changed forever.

This is just a short story of how Life-changing God is. There are loads of real-life stories like this one, where God has broken drink problems, drug problems, emotional issues ect in people’s lives. This short story is about someone giving up and being at their last resort in life. God knows us fully and he wants the best for us. If we let him into our lives and commit ourselves to him, he will take us into his hands, forever. Thanks for reading, hope you enjoyed the story. Keep your eyes peeled for the next post!