*Spirituality *Intuition - Prayer
It’s my birthday today. 49 today! I’m a tad tired as I was out late last night. I went to a Christian prayer group and didn’t get home and to sleep till well after midnight.
I’ll back up a bit to explain why I was at a Christian prayer group. The word “prayer” had been buzzing around my head for a few weeks now. Years ago I was opened up to the idea about prayer being powerful and group prayer being extremely powerful. I don’t do it much to be honest, although, in reality, everything we are putting out into the Universe is a prayer ie if you say “I really hate that Mary is so stingy” it is actually a prayer to ensure Mary will continue being stingy. Remember, the Universe doesn’t know good from bad and just picks up on the words “Mary” and “Stingy”.
Now with the word “prayer” buzzing around my head, a few weeks ago I asked an accountant I work with if they would mind me attending their prayer group. These guys are very religious and are keen to see me, from their perspective, get more on track and drop all the New Age stuff. It comes from the best possible place in their hearts. Their belief system presently has me standing on the doorstep of the fiery pits of hell.
They were more than happy for me to come, but I didn’t take any action at that stage. Then, last weekend, I was watching an episode of Ancient Aliens and there was a guy who was measuring the energy around a group of people praying. The data he had showed a big spike in energy with group prayer. Prayer moved back into my consciousness and I asked my friend again if they would mind me coming along on Tuesday evening, even though I have slightly different beliefs. They were more than happy, even exuberant, with the suggestion.
So the day after said prayer group I’m trying to find the words to explain the experience. I actually think I’ll just share a text message I sent to a friend earlier today:
“Went to a prayer group last night as I know group prayer is very powerful and I kinda think, if I asked Jason to pray with me, he would move out. So, I was introduced to everyone as someone who practices or plays with the dark arts. One way to make a multitude of hard core Christians feel uncomfortable. Some dude got baptised in a bath while everyone but me spoke in tongues (I’m not familiar with that language so I abstained). Some brought themselves to pray me away from New Age stuff. Two guys went past their prejudices and did a really intense job of praying for my health, which was greatly appreciated. Red tea and Bread were brought out to consume symbolically. My discomfort level increased due to me having to decline due to gluten intolerance… possibly more evidence to some that I was the Spawn of Satan.”
Upon returning home and detailing the events, Jason suggested (with a smirk) that I should have taken the bread, pretended to eat, and yell out “IT BURNS…. IT BURNS… IT BURNS”…. Religion just isn’t his thing. Most of the time he just puts up with my spirituality but organised religion would probably push him over the edge.
Now, while I am very grateful that they showed me hospitality and prayed for me, I feel that the need for them to save me from said hell pits is a tad too strong. I do feel bad for my friends. It must be a horrible feeling that people you know are going to hell. It’s no wonder there is always such a recruitment drive. It comes from a good place.
I’m going to do more research on more New Age spiritual type prayer groups and see what I come up with and will report back.