I grew up in an extremely conservative Fundamentalist Christian church. We were not allowed any dancing, smoking, TV, radio, or associating with outsiders, and women were not allowed to wear trousers.
When I was a little girl I was sexually abused by a man in his 60s. I told my parents, but they insisted that it was a bad dream. My mother told me that God and prayer would heal me. As a result I never received therapy.
I spent years avoiding all men and grew up with a total aversion to sex.
I am now nearly 30 and feel lost and detached from my life. I have tried counselling and Christianity but it made no difference. God does not seem to be helping and counselling is very slow and expensive.
I am now in my first relationship and I am going to lose this man because I am disgusted by all forms of affection – even kissing.
I would like to heal my broken spirit and be happy in a relationship. How do I do that?
Don't blame God for what goes wrong. Find the wisdom in the experience and move on.
Christianity has existed in Ethiopia since 330 AD, and Rastafarians regard blacks as the Jews of the Bible.
This event is marked by a large feast of vegetarian or vegan food, in keeping with Rastafari food laws. During the feast prophecy and
I think of myself as a kind, decent person from a good family. I was brought up to believe in a God of love and was involved with the church when I was a kid. My mother is a devout Christian and a beautiful person.
I know many people whom, in my opinion, don't care about God or religion but they seem to have their own way and get whatever they want. It seems that these people have such an easy life.
About ten years ago this so-called loving God took great pleasure in ripping my family to pieces. My father contracted a chronic illness which left him an angry, nasty man needing constant care.
My mother became his full-time nurse against her will and had to give up all her freedom. My dad aims all his frustration at me, and my brother tries in vain to be a peace-maker.
As if that was not enough, God then decided
God is like an oxygen mask on a plane - a soft, gentle breath that is there when you need it.
Don't expect big miracles unless you are grateful for the small miracles.
We like to flippantly refer to good karma and bad karma, but is there any truth in karma? What is karma? Can I change my karma?
My search for answers to these questions has provided me with interesting information. For example, I have always thought of karma as Buddhism or something that is unique to Buddhism. Since I am not an expert on this philosophy, I have kind of left it there.
But important things tend to come back to us time and again (karma?), and my curiosity was stimulated to the extent that I did some reading about Buddhism and karma. And guess what? I discovered that the same concept is expressed in many diverse sources, including Buddhist texts.