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𝕿𝖞𝖑𝖊𝖓𝖔𝖑 𝕸𝖔𝖓𝖈𝖍𝖊𝖗™

I wonder what the religiosity correlation is for people who have autism vs people with epilepsy? Like, compare the data, and also people with autism, epilepsy, and traumatic experiences.... like, that would explain why I'm like this tbh...
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@technicallydifficult sorry if this is unwelcome but instead of searching for the perfect religion (which doesnt exist, only God is perfect and nothing can describe His/Her full perfection) perhaps you should pray for transformative grace. I believe you will eventually find it if you persist, and then it will lead you to a praxis/doxy that you will stick with.
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𝕿𝖞𝖑𝖊𝖓𝖔𝖑 𝕸𝖔𝖓𝖈𝖍𝖊𝖗™

@georgia

I'm not searching for a perfect religion in the first place.
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@georgia

I just want to be the friend of God, like Abraham was. (The most audacious thing I have ever said, but it has been true for my whole life. I have prayed for it for decades.)
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@georgia

My reason for this is exactly the kind of thing a kid would come up with too. I think I came up with it when I was pretty young. Maybe 7 or 8? Around then. We had just moved across country for crazy reasons I won't get into, but literally abandoned a house and fled to a completely different climate and culture to get away from something my mom's baby-daddy had going on. I had zero friends. I was functionally incapable of forming friendships with new people. I was bullied by pretty much everyone at school and church, and by my mom and her bf and my new step bro at home. So, I wanted a friend who would always be with me no matter what. So, I decided I'd be friends with God. It's a pretty fantastic solution for a little kid to come up with. Like, God is everywhere, so you'll never move and lose Him. And He's super nice. He's never once hurt my feelings. And, when I need a shoulder to cry on, or someone to talk to, or help with something, I can just ask. He comforts me when I have a night terror, and today when I was so constipated that I was screaming my head off and having seizures, I prayed and He took away the seizures so I could control the muscles down yonder. When I'm hungry, I pray and get food. When I'm sad, I pray and feel warm. When I'm in danger, I pray and sometimes the danger will randomly decide not to be a danger, or sometimes I get to see an obvious miracle. I can't perceive how God feels about me, but He does take care of me and help out when I ask. And I'm not sure if it's just because I have faith, or if it's something cool like being friends. But I love Him for sure. And I want people to stop saying bad things about Him, because, like I said, He is super duper nice. For all my flaws, He has always been there for me. Even when people let me down, He doesn't.
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