Posts by Sandra Murphy3

Ronald Cook24 said:I think your heart is in the right place here, but I don't think this approach is going to land the way you want it to. Instead of just leaning on quotes to back yourself up, maybe try explaining the actual flow of prayer itself... It might feel more organic. Also, if I can offer some advice, try to trim the story down a bit. It’s getting a little long-winded, and I worry people will just skim the comments or bail on the thread entirely before they even get to the good stuff... 🙂

Look, four pages isn't actually that bad 🙂 for the sake of reputation, right? 😉 😛

But here’s the thing—back before all this (during what I call the "Preparation Phase"), when I was just a kid, I prayed like a child. I prayed for everyone's well-being—that's just how kids do it—and then eventually, I prayed out of hope...

...hoping, "God, please free me from fear, draw me closer to You, wash me clean and set me right, so that I may inherit the life of truth You've granted us..."

I would practically say it word by word, making sure I didn't just swallow the words—not just voicing thoughts, but actually feeling them deeply.

So, I’d repeat the same "desire" over and over if I wasn't fully locked into the specific words (the desire, the prayer) passing through my mind. Only then would wiser words and wishes start surfacing, a sense of clarity would crystallize within me, and I'd be filled with peace—something I truly craved, because it feels so good to the soul.

stormyviper12 As if I had anything better to do than listen to this—says Nicholas Gonzalez73:
Jesus told them—plain and simple—that the kids of this world get all caught up in marriage and worldly ties, while those deemed worthy of the next life and the resurrection find themselves above all that. Women aren't getting married—nor are they looking to—it seems.Honestly—it’s true. I can’t even die in peace anymore—it seems I'm being held to the same impossible standards as the angels. Even the sons are children of God—simply because they are sons of the resurrection. The passage from Luke 20:34-36—it’s a sobering thought, really—discusses how those in the resurrection aren't bound by the usual earthly cycles of marriage and death, but instead exist in a state more akin to angels. It’s a heavy concept—the idea of moving beyond our physical limitations—but I suppose that's the point.

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I honestly thought I’d missed the boat on responding to this—it's just one thing after another, really. 😁

Some skeptics approached him—the kind who just can't wrap their heads around the idea of resurrection—and threw this hypothetical legal headache his way. They brought up the Law written by Moses, specifically that rule about levirate marriage: if a man dies childless, his brother is supposed to step in and marry the widow to carry on the family line. They laid out this grim little scenario involving seven brothers—one after another, they all died without heirs, leaving the same woman behind. By the time the seventh brother passed, she was a widow for the seventh time. Their question was purely technical, almost pedantic: in the afterlife, whose wife is she actually going to be? Jesus didn't bite on the legalism. He pointed out that life in this world—this messy, earthly existence—operates on marriage and social contracts, but things change once you cross that threshold. In the next life, there’s no need for those old structures. He basically told them that those worthy of the resurrection won't be preoccupied with marriage at all; they’ll live like angels—children of God, essentially—because death itself isn't even an issue anymore.

I think Jesus is getting at the idea that whether or not you end up married isn't really the point—not compared to what matters. I mean, if someone is truly worthy of the resurrection, why would they obsess over the pursuit of holiness only to worry about being unable to find a spouse afterward? It’s all a bit much, isn't it? 😛 He’ll just have to keep the fire burning—and he's got no choice but to stick to the script. 🙂

I’m recruiting women to help me produce some adorable little ones—hit my inbox if you're interested. 😉 😁 Look, if you’re going to play hard to get—which, let's face it, you definitely do—then I’m going to need a serious vent session. But there's a catch: you have to love me until the day I die, and you aren't allowed to even look at anyone else. 🙂 🙂