Quantum Quack said:
Just an observation:
As with almost all extraordinary or extreme states of mind sex or more to the point pleasure of sexual origin comes into the picture to distort and drive the illusion of truth.
The mind finds pleasure in the illusion and usually manifests itself in sexual desire. Normally this is referred to the manifstation of the demon of material pleasure.
To have "god's" voice lead you to a relationship that titillates suggests that even the voice of God is some how tainted.
One of the main resaons why abstinence was so important to teh clergy ws to avoid teh distortions of motive and thought that sexual desire creates. However in denying their sexuality only manifested in some, extreme behaviours that we often read about in the news papers.
So Lori, I ask you just how important is the sexual aspect to your revelations and so on. Because if they are the driving force you are in trouble.
I admit I really don't expect a truthful answer.
Well then why do you ask? lol. You'll get an honest one anyway. Honestly, when this happened, I didn't know much about this guy at all. I had listened to three of their cds for a few months. Prior to me listening to them, I had never heard of the band before. There was only one pic of him in the cd covers that I could make out any features on, and it's not a very good one. I didn't have internet access at the time and I didn't have mtv2 on my cable so I could not easily access pics or videos of him at all. I had to go to my mom's and use her computer to try to look stuff up about him...to find out about him. I wasn't thinking about sex at all...not at all. I was thinking about aliens and what they may have done to him. I was thinking about the mark of the beast and what it meant for him. I was thinking that God must have lost His mind telling me to write this guy a letter. I was on the net looking to find an explanation of his lyrics...in vain...there was no explanation. Only a butt load of obsessed fans trying to theorize about them and figure "the mystery" of them and the band out. He had given some artistic crapola answer when asked about their meaning...saying that he wanted everyone to interpret them in their own way and to mean something to each individual...and that they were personal. He would not tell. Knowing what I know, I don't blame him. I wanted to make sure he hadn't explained the lyrics because I felt like the biggest ass in the entire world when I thought of having to write him regarding their meaning.
While out there trying to find a clue, I saw a lot of pics of him. Like I said, people are obsessed with this guy. Guys think he's a god, and girls lust after him like nothing I've ever seen. Honestly, I didn't get it. From what I saw of him at the time, I found him to be creepy...and not very attractive. Sorry baby if you're reading this. I didn't think he was unattractive necessarily...he was just hard to see really...and so morose and angry. I didn't understand him back then...I didn't understand anything back then. And I was intimidated as hell by him. God told me back then that if I took the fear out of my intimidation, that I would be left in awe. And of course, He was right. He always is. Now that I understand him, and I've seen so much more of him since then...of his personality...learned so much more about him...I have grown to love him dearly...and so he has become the most attractive man in the world to me. He's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. But you know that what makes people beautiful isn't what's on the outside, but what's on the inside that shows through. And he has a beautiful heart. He is so intelligent, and creative, and romantic, and talented, and disciplined, and prolific. And yet is so humble and caring and compassionate. He is the strongest and bravest man in the world. He has passion. And he has incredible faith...faith that can bring the dead back to life. Faith that can change the world...and help many people...save many lives. I absolutely adore him, and I'll trust him with my life.
It's funny...back then God told me so many things, but one thing that He said to me...after I had been looking at rock star on the net was..."Don't you think you look alike?" And I said, "No, not really". It was kind of hard to tell actually, but I didn't think so...not much anyway. I took that one little pic that I had of him from the cd cover to the mirror and looked and was like, "I dunno, maybe???" Then God said, "You have the same Father." And I thought "wtf?" And God said, "He doesn't know his real Father either." And I immediately thought of my biological father, whom I do not know. I do though have a couple of pics of him...his senior hs pic and him and my mom at their prom. So I got those out and compared the pics of him and rock star, and you know they looked like they could be father and son. I was shocked. I thought that God was trying to tell me that this guy was my long lost brother from my biological father's side of the family. And God said, "I didn't say that you were brother and sister, I said that like you, he doesn't know his real father." And then I realized that God was referring to Himself...his spiritual Father. And I said, "Oooooooooh." So, for a minute, I actually thought this guy was my brother. Which lead me to consider some other things about my brother the rock star. Which is actually what I call my real brother, who is also a musician. He is a guitar and bass teacher, and plays in a local cover band, and is amazingly talented. I've always referred to him as "my brother, the rock star".
Immediately after that, God directed me to read the story of Isaac and Rebekah in Genesis ch 24. He used it as an analogy pertaining to rock star and me. And because of this, I think that rock star and I are related on my biological father's side, but more distantly...like Isaac and Rebekah were. I digress...
Anyway, to sum up my feelings...first of all, this whole thing is very surreal to me. To think of myself with this guy is just so over the top...it's just something that I wouldn't imagine in my wildest dreams you know. I would never think of such a thing. Not even in fantasy. I've never had delusions of trying to hook up with some rock star or any famous person...that shit is for stupid teenagers. I didn't even think such things back then, and I'm a grown woman now. It seems to weird to be true...and yet at the same time, it makes perfect sense...explains many things about me and my life. But it's still so surreal. Secondly, I look at this guy and think what the hell is he going to want from me? I mean, I don't doubt God one bit, and if He says that we're meant for each other then I believe it, but that doesn't mean that I "see" it. Because when I look in the mirror, I'm not young enough, not pretty enough, not glamorous enough, not smart enough, not nice enough, not talented enough, and yea, not sane enough. I just don't see it, but I believe it still...only because I know God, and I know that He doesn't lie. Thirdly, I don't deserve any of this. With God, it certainly is never about deserving anything. I deserve to be dead and in hell. I deserve to be alone at the very least. And what is God's "punishment" for me having an abortion those years ago? For me to get to have a child for Him. Do you have any idea how loving that is? How graceful that is? How that melts my heart? It is truly amazing what God had done for me...how God treats me...loves me. His grace is truly amazing. And so, even if I was to never get to see or to be with this man, to be his wife or to have his child, I would still be so grateful for God to have used me to help him in this way. I told God that I didn't want my life unless it belonged to Him, and I meant it....it's the only way that it has any value to me is if He is living through me...if I am living in His will. For me to be able to see my own life be used to help someone...to save someone...to do something good for once...something right...that is the blessing. It's not about me...it's not about me getting laid or getting what I want. It's about God. Most of the time I talk crass. It's not that I'm being dishonest, it's just that I tend to express myself in a way that does not necessarily reflect the depth of my true feelings. It's just easier for me to speak that way...it's the language that most people use most of the time. The truth is that I could die one very happy woman right now knowing that God used me to help this man...and that I am forgiven.
*sniff, sniff*,
Lori