AS A CHILD I FELT THE PRESANCE OF JESUS, AND NEW THE PRESANCE WAS JESUS.
FOR INSTANCE. MY GRANDMOTHER GAVE ME A PICTURE OF WHAT WAS SO CALLED JESUS. I LOVED TO GET ON MY KNEES
AND PRAY ( I WAS AROUND 6,7 YRS.) AS USUAL I GOT ON MY KNEES AT MY LITTLE TABLE IN MY ROOM ALONE. I BOWED MY
HEAD AND STARTED TO PRAY.FROM OUT OF NOWERE SOMTHING GAVE ME A SHOVE,AND I HEARD A VOISE THAT SEEMED
TO BE RIGHT NEXT TO ME.SAY...THOW SHALT NOT BOW DOWN TO ANY GRAVEN IMAGE...WELL I WAS A LITTLE GIRL.
THAT SCARED THE HAIR STRAT UP ON MY LITLLE HEAD. I RAN OUT OF THAT ROOM SHAKING, STRAIGHT TO MY GRAMMA.
I TOLD HER WHAT HAD JUST HAPPEND TO ME.I DON`T REMEMBER WHAT SHE SAID,BUT I DO REMEMBER HER HUGGING ME.
AND COMPORTING ME. AND I ALSO REMEMBER FROM THAT DAY FORWARD THERE WERE NO MORE SO CALLED PICTURES
OF JESUS IN OUR HOUSE. AND TO THIS DAY I NOR MY CHILDREN KEEPING ANY GRAVEN IMAGES IN OUR HOUSE. NO ONE
KNOWS WHAT OUR SAVIOR LOOKED LIKE. AND I FEEL BLESSED TO HAVE BEEN FORWARNED,EVEN IF IT WAS TRAMATISING!
EVERYONE HAS THERE OWN OPINION ON THOSE THINGS. I`M 47 NOW AND REMEMBER THAT LIKE IT WAS YESERDAY.
SO IF ANYONE TEACHES THERE CHILDREN TO LOOK AT THE SO CALLED PICTURE OF JESUS. COMPORT THEM WHEN
THEY COME RUNNING TO YOU. BECOUSE THEY MAY NOT UNDERSTAND...
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