The Power Of A Prayer! / Not suitable for Religious!

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The power of a prayer ...
You who read this, I do not intend to hurt your way of thinking or arouse passions with a controversy about the fact that there is or not a God, or if one religion is better than the other ... If you are one of those who is very offended easily With topics that tend to have content loaded with Words with direct allusion to a specific Deity, this is not for you.

If you decided to stay, let's get to the point where I already stole 25 seconds of your time by giving a warning against crystal feelings.


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It all started just over 14 years ago, a young man of approximately 17 years raised in a semi-conservative family, one day he decided to experience what was beyond the limits imposed during his childhood, he discovered what liquor was, he discovered the debauchery of having more than 5 different girls, with the desire to have 7 of them, he thought it was interesting to have a girl to visit, kiss and, in the best of cases, join the body (obviously with protection) every day of the week, and although there came a time when he achieved his mission, he understood that it was a lot of tragin and effort to satisfy such a number of girls in such a short time, that is why he preferred to stay with 3 ... if I already imagine that you would think if you are from the ones that you aim without seeing your own mistakes, you still have time to get out of here ...

Later, together with the people with whom he spent more time in his afternoons and nights, (since he only slept until almost noon in the morning) he learned about drugs, not as many as you might think you were thinking, he developed a preference for the one which has a high load of tetrahydrocannabinol (THC) ....

I bet there are still jargon or Cannabis stoners that don't know the meaning of those 3 acronyms, I'll leave them there ..

Being on that trip from planet to planet that lasted for about 45 minutes at times and when ingested it could easily have an effect of close to 2 hours ...
This young man spent a large part of his time in this activity, neglecting sports, physical activities, studies, interpersonal relationships with his close family environment and well, perhaps he was one of those guilty of stigmatizing this alteration of the senses through the infusion of (THC ) towards the receptors (GPCR), (Cannabis Bates experts know what I'm talking about ..) for using it in a negative way.

To this was added the fact that he came from a semi-conservative family which strongly rejected this type of behavior.

One afternoon this young man went into the depths of the underworld to look for some portions of this herb, and it was of such good quality that the effect lasted longer than expected, and when it was time to return home, he did not realize that his parents suspected that something strange was happening, which decided to confront the boy ...
He cannot bear the pressure and gives in to the long interrogation, and to end the uncomfortable moment he decides to tell that he has been using narcotics for some time.

What for a western culture is considered normal, for this type of people it was something aberrant and out of the norms, and what the young man did not expect was that his mother, due to the great impression, suffers a strike, remains lying on the floor. bed and it is where he begins to fall to his senses and he manages to hear his sister say, "I love you, but you have killed mom" the father only has his hands on his head and he cannot believe what is happening, every minute that passes, simply It seems like hours, and if memory serves me, it was about 10 agonizing minutes ...

At this point you will understand that that boy was I ...
And I would hate to think that you would think that I could be making up this story, I think I would play without problems with my balls but not with a story that involves my mother.

I remember that thousands of thoughts passed through my mind, mostly guilty, I believed that for something as common and simple as a little grass I had lost that beautiful woman who had cared for me in her womb since before I could see a flash of Terrestrial light.

I remembered that as a child I was taught that the power of a prayer with Faith could move mountains, and although the problem in front of me was not exactly a mountain, surely if I had not tried it would have weighed me more than all of Mount Everest.

I knelt next to her, and I remember pleading with that Deity that I believe exists and that most call Him God. I asked her in her infinite mercy to allow me to have her back, which was safe and I would value her advice and her company more, I remember being in a situation of supplication for a few minutes, when suddenly I heard my beautiful mother Take a breath of air like if he had never breathed, he was desperately sucking air into his lungs, after long minutes of being inert ...

The rest is history, but the power of a prayer with Faith gave me back to my mother!


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Lesson learned ... Conversing with the creator is wonderfully good.


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thanks greetings and I'm glad you took the time to read


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May the Good Lord receive all the glory!

The tears could not stop flowing as I read this

I am glad that you believed in a deity as God then, for this alone saved your mother

And you must have learned that even though we humans might judge you as a terrible sinner, one unworthy of being listened to, but the Father showed you otherwise

God is mighty! No one should ever forget that. He pulled you out of destructive ways, using your mom. And I pray that he receives all the glory for your transformation


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Thank you for these moving words. I did not believe it would cause that effect on someone with what I left above, but I am glad that it has served as a channel of Blessing for your life.

I always stop to read what you write since in the vast majority of cases they are comments with high added value.


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I did not believe it would cause that effect on someone with what I left above, but I am glad that it has served as a channel of Blessing for your life.

No, never stop spreading your testimony. It might help change the life of another human.

I always stop to read what you write since in the vast majority of cases they are comments with high added value.

Oh thank you very much for this

Thank you for these moving words

You are welcome, sir


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Prayer is definitely powerful. Enough said.

Good luck in the contest.


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I can affirm it with experiences, and it works when you believe in the impossible. and I would not know how to tell you in words the reason for that misunderstood logic. But it works!


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Amazing story! I also believe in the power of prayer. I honestly don't have any kind of religion, but there is something powerful there! ✨💜


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Prayer give us power, i believe prayer has own power that makes us stronger because God always hear of each words of our prayer :) God Bless You mate :)


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That holy Kaneh Bosem (Exodus 30:23) is some powerful herb.... it is reserved only for the “High Priest” .... all Others will go mad.


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That book in general is very complex, you do not have to understand it or try to do it, it should only be practiced, and be seen as a life manual, not something to point out, judge, enrich, Aim, hurt, dominate, manipulate ...

And I could go on but I prefer to leave it conscientiously!


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I like to try to understand the original meanings of things ... I have learned a lot from studying the original words and text in its original language. The book called Genesis is called B’reshith ... A Hebrew word which means In Beginning ... B ‘ (in) reshith (Beginning)

There's definitely something about praying. Often wonder why all religion seem to practice the acts.

I guess our believe is truly powerful. You must have become a serious believer after seeing your mum get back to life


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to date I have not stopped believing friend! I have only changed the religious mind that I may have ever learned in an induced way, but I still believe!


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That's what most important, clinging to the believe


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I bet there are still jargon or Cannabis stoners that don't know the meaning of those 3 acronyms, I'll leave them there .

LOL Can not argue with that.


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Prayers have power, but being words spoken in the wind has no effect on what is being asked for.

effort to satisfy such a number of girls in such a short time, that is why he preferred to stay with 3 ... if I already imagine that you would think if you are from the ones that you aim without seeing your own mistakes, you still have time to get out of here ...

You had me hooked from that point (no pun intended).

due to the great impression, suffers a strike, remains lying on the floor.

As this reads, it sounds like you assaulted your mother and killed her (sorry if this comes across as insensitive, I am not sure how to better word it), but I have a feeling that 'strike' is meant to be 'stroke'.

How did the experience affect your behaviors and habits at the time? You didn't go much into your actions after the event so I was just wondering how it affected you.


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hahaha, it's the translator's fault, sorry, I would never hit mom.

She just passed out, touched her chest, and stopped breathing.
My sister had just studied medicine for 1 year, and it was she who after taking her vital signs, determined that she was no longer breathing ...

Sometimes I have nightmares about it, but I think it is a reminder to appreciate my beautiful Old Mother every day!


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As for the way he affected me, I wanted to keep it to myself.
But I think I can talk a little about that:
It is possible that here is someone who is consuming some type of substance, and the continence syndrome is brutally overwhelming, it was the beginning of a rather abrupt detoxification, which I myself decided to do.

Something that some of my ex-friends tell me about substances until now is the fact that I never alienated them, I always continued to be their friend, with the only difference that I did not consume any type of drug.

On repeated occasions they approached me and asked me how they could get out, that I would tell them what process to follow, and although I did my best to explain them, they did not have so much determination and in a matter of weeks or in the best of cases a couple of months, they were back to psychotropic substances.

From all this I can say that it was a great lesson, not so much for stopping consuming any drug, but for learning to value, something that sometimes many children fail to achieve with their parents.

Currently, I have been away from them for just over 7 years due to agendas within my reach, and I hope to meet them soon and that these 2,534 kilometers that separate us will break once and for all to be able to feel again a hug from my parents!


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