Post by BarvazGumy on Jul 6, 2005 7:26:39 GMT -8
I found this site while doing a bit of searching, and I'm glad I did. Admittedly, I have read little here, but there were some other things I saw that made me wish to join.
Although my profile says I am male, I am not -- or at least I have been female for the last 56 years. I will figure out how to make my profile match me a little better later. One of my grandfathers, however, (in those long ago innocent times) was a very tall, broad-shouldered man with rippling muscles and a deep, deep voice -- very masculine. He used to try to tell me stories about himself when he was "a little girl," but I have no such stories of being a little boy.
First, I am a believer. I first asked the L-rd to be in my life, at His invitation, when I was 14. From there, I had a lot of questions the church refused to answer, and at one time, I considered joining an unbelieving synagogue, but I just could not do it. When I finally heard of Messianism, I was on a roll! After three synagogues, I started attending a particular one, because the teaching was solid, the leaders were (there is no such word as integritous, is there? -- okay) had integrity, and they submitted to the congregation, allowing questioning during their teachings. This was a shock to me, because where I was still attending on Sundays, all kinds of unscrupulous and unbiblical information came the pulpit, but the leaders there were not to be questioned.
So I kept attending the church, because I had been a member from birth and my family was all there, until I told my pastor I would not remove my wedding band and watch (in order to enter his church) for him anymore. He kicked me out, I called my shul, and they welcomed me with open arms, wedding band, watch, and all.
I am a wife, mother, and grandmother. We were both widowed when we married, and we each had a girl and a boy. These are all grown, with families of their own, and we now have eight grandchildren. Because of the church we reared them in, we are all scattered, attending different places of worship, as we all left that church at different times. I am the only Messianic in the family, but my husband loves my shul and attends when he can. If there was a good shul in his son's city, he would attend it.
I work as the administrative assistant for my husband's church, and I love my job. It is part-time, close to home, the people are great, and they don't mind that I don't attend there.
When I had time, I used to draw portraits. When I was in the church, I sang a lot of solos, but now, I write and sing my own songs on talent nights at my shul, and the songs I write are always comedic. However, on such nights, I also sing the serious songs (which I don't write). I collect rubber ducks and bees, having a collection of each that is well over 100.
Well, I would think that is enough!
Although my profile says I am male, I am not -- or at least I have been female for the last 56 years. I will figure out how to make my profile match me a little better later. One of my grandfathers, however, (in those long ago innocent times) was a very tall, broad-shouldered man with rippling muscles and a deep, deep voice -- very masculine. He used to try to tell me stories about himself when he was "a little girl," but I have no such stories of being a little boy.
First, I am a believer. I first asked the L-rd to be in my life, at His invitation, when I was 14. From there, I had a lot of questions the church refused to answer, and at one time, I considered joining an unbelieving synagogue, but I just could not do it. When I finally heard of Messianism, I was on a roll! After three synagogues, I started attending a particular one, because the teaching was solid, the leaders were (there is no such word as integritous, is there? -- okay) had integrity, and they submitted to the congregation, allowing questioning during their teachings. This was a shock to me, because where I was still attending on Sundays, all kinds of unscrupulous and unbiblical information came the pulpit, but the leaders there were not to be questioned.
So I kept attending the church, because I had been a member from birth and my family was all there, until I told my pastor I would not remove my wedding band and watch (in order to enter his church) for him anymore. He kicked me out, I called my shul, and they welcomed me with open arms, wedding band, watch, and all.
I am a wife, mother, and grandmother. We were both widowed when we married, and we each had a girl and a boy. These are all grown, with families of their own, and we now have eight grandchildren. Because of the church we reared them in, we are all scattered, attending different places of worship, as we all left that church at different times. I am the only Messianic in the family, but my husband loves my shul and attends when he can. If there was a good shul in his son's city, he would attend it.
I work as the administrative assistant for my husband's church, and I love my job. It is part-time, close to home, the people are great, and they don't mind that I don't attend there.
When I had time, I used to draw portraits. When I was in the church, I sang a lot of solos, but now, I write and sing my own songs on talent nights at my shul, and the songs I write are always comedic. However, on such nights, I also sing the serious songs (which I don't write). I collect rubber ducks and bees, having a collection of each that is well over 100.
Well, I would think that is enough!
