My Prayer Too God, as a Young Boy.
Prayer as a child – God I give my life to you, do what you want from me, asking only 2 conditions in return. Made a Deal with God!
- The First was for God to make use of this life, let it be something truly meaningful, just use it so it matters in the grand scheme.
- The Second was to guide me. With Signs that I know are from God.
When I was very young, the term would be I prayed to God, except this was more of a conversation. Everyone has heard the terms ‘Made a Deal with the Devil’… Apparently I made a deal with God a long time ago. This deal we made… The deal was I live this life, doing what God wanted me to do. The job was to live a life, guided by other than my own desires. The end would result in my writing my own autobiography, telling my own life story, in my own words.
Neon Signs to Follow
To be clear was in single digit age, and diagnosed with severe dyslexia. Everyone, adults and teachers told me I was stupid added to my not paying attention. I did something religion, the Bible, deems a Sin. I demanded God prove this was real, mainly to prove to myself I wasn’t crazy. Deal was God guide me, made it clear: You know I’m stupid, I was like 6 or 8 years old. “God guide me with signs, signs that a stupid boy, who’s not always seeing’, would notice, and KNOW it’s a sign. Not, it might be a sign or might not. Needed signs like those bright neon signs in Vegas, flashing so bright even a blind man would see it.
Lost in a Rainy Jungle
When writing and describing being guided, pictured waking up in the middle of a huge jungle at night, lost! It’s cloudy and raining, no map or compass, making navigation using stars or moonlight impossible. Asking for guidance, start blindly walking thru the jungle. Walking and watching for any signs to signal a direction, to turn left or right.