PART 2 MY SEARCH FOR THE ONE TRUE GODA Chapter by rondoWhat would I look for in a God who is personal?PART 2 MY SEARCH FOR THE ONE TRUE GOD Chapter 3 What Would I Look For In a God Who Is Personal? During my quest to find God, I can honestly say that I didn’t know exactly what to look for; but in retrospect I can relate how He has become personal to me. You might think that my presentation will be biased"a result of the teachings of my particular religion. However, my own beliefs will not be used as a means to convince you which teachings are correct. If personal opinion is the basis for finding the one true God, then everyone could rightfully say that their teachings are those that will lead to Him. Rather, I will present instances in which God has become personal to me"these are some of the encounters I’ve had with Him that are evidence of His personal interaction in my life. A definition that I like from an online article describes Him well, “A personal God is one with whom someone feels a one-to-one relationship, a deity who cares specifically for that individual and to whom that person can appeal directly.”1 " When a clergyman introduced me to this God, and I believed in Him, I was immediately flooded with joy (inner happiness) and peace (regulating, ruling, and harmonizing the heart) such I had never experienced before. " In the early years of my walk with God, I was asked to stand up in front of the assembly and share my testimony. This was the worst thing anyone could have asked me to do because I did not like to stand up in front of people and speak. If they’d said go and visit someone, or volunteer for this or that task, all would have been fine. But to speak? In public??? But I agreed, and as I stepped up to the microphone, shaking like a leaf, I prayed for God to overrule my fear, and suddenly a peace came over me and the fear was gone. God showed up. " I heard that a woman was coming to my hometown that was known as a faith healer, and was of the same religion as myself. At that time in my life, I was passing blood when I went to the bathroom, which seemed to indicate an ulcer. I decided to attend her healing service, hoping that God would address my physical issue. During the service, the woman would announce that God was providing healing in a certain part of the body and anyone with a corresponding physical issue was asked to stand up. Finally, she told anyone who was having a problem in the area of the stomach to stand up. For some reason, I took offense with the idea that I had to stand up in order to be healed, thinking that if this God is the one true personal God, then he could heal me even if I remained sitting. So, I didn’t stand, but I prayed quietly, telling God that if he was truly who he claims to be then he could heal me right where I was. Looking back, this was a childish response on my part, but that’s just where my mind was at this time. Nevertheless, God was faithful and answered my prayer and I immediately felt a tingling sensation around my stomach area, which lasted for about 15 seconds. After that, no more blood"I had been healed. " Years later, attending Bible college, I so wanted to do well in my studies. One evening I was concerned about one of my classes because the teacher would give unannounced quizzes. I prayed to God and asked if there was going to be a quiz the following day. This may seem like a silly request, but all of a sudden, I heard a voice in my head (only audible in my mind) say as clear as day, “yes”, so I proceeded to study that evening as well as the following morning before class began. Sure enough, no sooner did I arrive and settle into the classroom with the other students than the teacher came in and said, “OK everyone, clear your desks because it is time for a quiz.” By the way, I aced it"thank you God! " After graduating from Bible college, I was asked to work in another state at an affiliated day school, and I took the job. Eventually, a person in leadership asked me if I wanted to oversee a Bible study during the week, and I eagerly accepted. After teaching the study for about 6 months, I was asked by the couple that hosted the study in their home to teach on a particular topic for which they needed instruction. Studying in preparation, I began reading some material from a different denomination in order to see what their view was, and found their teaching to be very different from the view espoused by my own church. I decided to teach the topic from both points of view, but did let the attendees know that I was not changing my personal opinion. One of the leaders in my church was there and heard my teaching. Afterward, he approached me and said that he had decided to remove me as the Bible study teacher because he didn’t like the idea of presenting opposing views on a topic. But it didn’t end there because my family and I had been provided housing on church-owned property, an arrangement that had worked out well since the school where I taught was initially located on the same property. (Because of financial constraints the school eventually not only had to be relocated but was also placed under the authority of a different church, which interestingly enough was the same one whose teaching I had presented.) But now, I was also asked to pack up and move out of the church housing. I was devastated, to say the least. Having attended and graduated from an affiliated Bible college and being asked to work in one of their branch ministries, I was now required to move off the property because I taught a Biblical topic from two opposing viewpoints. The next day I was praying for God’s guidance in relation to my situation, keeping a clear mind so that I could hear His response. One word came into my mind, “Providence.” I thought, “What in the world does this mean?” Then I realized the capital of the state is Providence, so I drove to the center of that city, parked my car, and began to walk around in the midst of crowds of people. Suddenly, a man came right up to me and started relaying words that he had received from God about my situation. After I listened to what he had to say, he walked away. I went back to my car and headed home, crying tears of joy for the words of assurance and comfort I had received in the midst of an unsettling situation. " Removed from the Bible study and having to look for new housing, could things get any worse? Yes. In the midst of it all, I received a phone call from the person in charge of the day school (now under the authority of a different church). The school year was coming to a close and he asked me to meet with him to discuss my employment status. Initially, when the school moved and changed hands, I had been given the choice of receiving my salary over either 10 or 12 months, and I’d chosen 12 so I could receive some money over the summer. Now I was told that the church could not simply give me money over the summer without me working for it in some capacity during that time. I responded that the monies I’d agreed to receive for my job was the same amount whether it was over 10 months or 12 months, and he said he understood but this was a change in the financial condition of my employment, and if I didn’t accept it I would not be hired back to teach during the following school year. So, there I was; married with one child, no longer teaching Bible study, having to leave the church housing, and now possibly out of a job in the fall. I told him that I would pray about it and get back to him. The next day I respectfully rejected this change in my employment agreement. He said that I would receive the rest of the monies that were owed to me over the summer and that he was sorry to see me go. I’m sure some would ask, “How could you make such a decision?” Simply because the income would not have covered rent on a new apartment, so I knew I had to do something different. When the school year ended, I secured a summer job driving bus for a local YWCA. But every day I prayed that God would provide three things: a new job for the fall, new housing, and finances sufficient to our needs. I put together a resume, indicating that I was a certified high school teacher in mathematics and sent it out to about 100 schools across the state. Within a short time, I received a job offer from a public school that was located on an island. One part of my prayer request had been answered, and I accepted. I immediately began trying to find a place to live, but year-round housing on the island is very difficult because of the seasonal demand, with most housing units rented out during the summers and vacant only during the winter months. As I looked in the local newspaper, I saw only one ad and I called the owner who said that she was showing the apartment to someone else as we spoke, but asked me what was I planning to do on the island. I told her that I’d been hired to be the next math teacher at the school. She was a teacher in another state, and said that if I came over ASAP to look at the apartment, she would rent it to my family if I liked it. This is exactly what happened, and the second part of the prayer was answered. Finally, we needed money in order to be able to afford to move our belongings. An unexpected check arrived in the mail that not only covered the moving expenses but also the amount needed to pay for the first month’s rent of the new home. The 3rd part of the prayer was answered. Again, I thanked God for being there for my family and me. " Having settled in to my new job and home, I decided to check out the churches on the island but it seemed to me that there was no evidence of the one true personal God operating in any of them. Over time, I met up with some like-minded people and we decided to form a Bible study. We prayed to God for someone to provide consistent teaching and support, and one day a pastor from New York showed up on the island. He told us that God had given him a vision to come to this place and co-labor with us, so he did. The Bible study is still in operation, and I share teaching responsibilities with some others each week. The messages are placed on the website of the local newspaper with a weekly readership of about 100. " Eventually, I secured ownership of a taxi business on the island. During one taxi season an accusation was made against me by a fellow taxi owner/driver for violating a taxi ordinance. I was deeply hurt by the accusation because this was someone that I had worked with for years and he didn’t even come to talk to me about this matter privately. I prayed to God that He would provide a solution to this problem, and told my employees about it so that they would be aware of what was going on. Apparently, one of them, accompanied by a relative, went to this taxi owner/driver to ask about the particular ordinance he said was being violated. During this discussion, the taxi owner/driver admitted to not only having violated the ordinance himself but also doing it on a consistent basis. My driver put his witnessed response in the form of a letter and made it available for use in an upcoming hearing. " When I taxi I always ask God to use me in some way to evidence his personal work in me to others. During one evening shift, a man got into my cab and asked me to go to a certain place. As we drove, I asked how he was doing and he responded that he had a short time to live due to a medical condition incurred from working in an auto body shop. As he spoke, I sensed God’s presence stirring within me, a feeling that I describe as a prompting by the Holy Spirit for healing. I proceeded to tell him about this one true personal God who has changed my life and asked if I could pray for his healing. He replied yes, so I put my hands on him and prayed. As that occurred, he told me that he was experiencing a tingling sensation which I believe was an indication that he was being healed. I then told him about this one true personal God, whom he chose to believe in. " During an evening Bible study at my house, three new people showed up who were members of the same faith as myself. They were working on the island for a short time and, having heard about this Bible study, decided to attend. Immediately after I’d finished teaching one of them said to the other something like, “Are you ready?” Initially, I didn’t know what was going on, but then the first person began to speak in what I believe was a foreign language, and when she finished the second person translated what had been said into English. God had given a word of edification to all of who were present. " The last incident that I will share occurred during this past summer. I had been praying for God to make me aware of a church on the mainland that I could attend once a month. Being isolated on an island during the winter among the few residents who remain, I felt that I needed a place to go where I could receive God’s word from someone else. One early morning as I drove my taxi into town, I noticed what appeared to be an inebriated person standing on the yellow lines of one of our roads, Chapel Street. Pulling up next to him, I asked if he was OK and he replied that he was waiting for a ride to work, but the person who was supposed to pick him up hadn’t shown; so, he asked me to taxi him to the work site. After dropping him off, I headed back to town. As I turned onto Chapel Street, one of the store proprietors waved me down. I stopped beside her and asked if she needed help. She told me that she was giving away all of the flower perennials that were in her store for free and that if I would like to have them, I could take them. I thought this was kind of strange but I filled up the trunk of my taxi with the plants and headed home in order to drop them off. Driving along, I received a call from a woman asking for an island tour. I said I could take her, asked for a location, and she replied that she was on Chapel Street. Hearing Chapel Street again, I knew that God was up to something. So, I picked her up and we went on the tour. As we got to know each other a little better, she mentioned that she was attending a church on the mainland that was of the same faith as mine, saying that the person who started this church was from California but that one of his fellow pastors had started an affiliate ministry here in New England. Believe it or not, I still asked God to give me another verification concerning the church. Within a week, I was conversing with a pastor friend of mine from New York. As we talked about our families, he asked how my younger daughter, who had relocated from Chicago to California, was doing and I told him that she was fine. Then he mentioned that if she was looking for a church that there was one that he highly recommended. Is it any surprise by now that it was the same church the woman in my taxi had suggested? Can you believe it? Needless to say, further proof was no longer needed. A summary of how this personal God has interacted with me:
I’d like to leave you with a few thoughts concerning this one true personal God, because whoever this God is, we can deduce some important things about Him.
I believe that I can also infer from these examples that after we die He has prepared a place for us that will allow this personal relationship to continue. You might ask, “Isn’t that idea a stretch?” But let me ask you a couple of questions. If God has personal relationship with us now, wouldn’t He want to continue it when we depart from this life? Would it make sense for the one true personal God to decide that He would only want to be with us for a finite period of time? Some might jokingly say, “Would you want to be with so-and-so for eternity?” While this may be funny, it is earthly thinking. If God only wants to be with us here on earth, with no future possibility of personal relationship after physical death, then I would question whether or not this is the one true God. Please keep these thoughts in mind as we examine the belief systems of the mainstream religions. But before we do this, I would like you to be aware of religion’s story. You might ask, “What is religion’s story?” I refer to the basic story that most mainstream religions are based on. Let’s find out more.
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Added on May 7, 2020 Last Updated on May 7, 2020 AuthorrondoBLOCK ISLAND, RIAboutMy name is James Rondinone. I am a husband, father, and spiritual leader. I grew up in Massachusetts and began my own spiritual journey early on in life. I attended bible college having completed a.. more..Writing
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