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Testimony of
a Former Nun
by Sandy
"Let no man
beguile you of
your reward in a
voluntary
humility and
worshipping of
angels,
intruding into
those things
which he hath
not seen..."
-Colossians 2:18
Why...are ye
subject to
ordinances,
(Touch not;
taste not;
handle not;
Which all are to
perish with the
using;) after
the commandments
and doctrines of
men? Which
things have
indeed a shew of
wisdom in will
worship, and
humility, and
neglecting of
the body..."
The apostle
Paul, Colossians
2:20-23
TESTIMONY OF A
TYPICAL ROMAN
CATHOLIC NUN
I come from
a family of
eight
children (a
much later
addition
made it
nine). From
early
childhood we
were made to
attend
church every
Sunday. My
earliest
memories
take me back
to the time
when I would
make my
first
communion. I
can remember
being very
excited,
because I
too can now
have the
flesh and
blood of
Jesus Christ
just like
the
grown-ups. I
can remember
Sister Peter
having us
children
practice
with those
little round
candies to
show us how
we were to
accept Jesus
into our
mouths. We
had to be
careful,
because we
did not want
Him to fall
on the
floor. I was
under the
impression
that would
be a grave
sin.
When it was time
to make
Confirmation, I
was excited
about this too.
I had learned in
the Catholic
school that
Confirmation was
necessary for
the completion
of baptismal
grace. Through
this special
occasion I would
be more bound to
the Church and
enriched with a
special strength
of the Holy
Spirit. I
realized I would
be sealed with
the Holy Spirit
as the Bishop
would anoint me
with oil.
ABUSED BY A
MAN CALLED
"ANOTHER CHRIST"
My mother told
me I would have
to see the
priest at the
church in order
to get my
confirmation
lessons to
understand it
more fully. I
was to go each
Saturday morning
to see him.
However, the
subject of
Confirmation I
did not learn.
This priest was
sexually
molesting me. I
was shocked
because I had
never had
anything like
this happen
before. I was
scared. Since
good Catholics
were supposed to
obey their
priests, for
they are in
higher
authority, I
submitted though
I was
frightened. Each
Saturday I had
to go face this
priest and
didn't dare tell
a soul what was
happening. This
lasted for about
six to seven
weeks.
THE CONVENT
But in spite of
what I went
through, I still
kept going to
church and
learned all the
doctrines of the
Roman Catholic
church. We had
Catechism each
week and learned
what was
necessary in
this life and to
make it to
heaven. When I
was about 16, I
wanted to enter
the Convent.
There was only
one problem. I
didn't finish
high school. I
had just quit
that summer.
Most of the
orders required
that a girl have
her diploma. But
I finally found
one that didn't
require it. The
order was the
Sisters of St.
Martha. At the
time they were
located at La
Salette Shrine
in Attleboro,
Massachusetts. I
wrote to the
sisters and told
them I wish to
be a nun. She
wrote back and
wanted to know
why. My simple
answer was, " I
wanted to serve
the Lord."
I was to meet
Sister Germaine,
the Mistress of
Novices at the
Shrine. After my
interview she
decided I could
enter. My mother
was not very
happy about
losing her
daughter, but my
father was very
proud there was
going to be a
nun in the
family. I had
learned my
father always
wanted to be a
priest.
I can remember
my mother coming
short of tears
as she saw me
board the bus
leaving for La
Salette Shrine
in Enfield, New
Hampshire. I
waved good bye
as the bus
departed.
I had learned
the Sisters of
St. Martha was a
domestic order.
The Seminary
itself was a
school for high
school boys .
The Priests and
the Brothers
took care of
these boys and
their education.
On the other
hand, the
Sisters prepared
their meals,
three times a
day. On
Saturdays? That
was laundry day.
We had to do the
laundry for the
Priests and
Brothers,
besides our own.
The following is
a schedule I
adhered to while
in the convent.
VOLUNTARY
HUMILITY
At 5:15 in the
morning the bell
would ring to
wake us. We had
fifteen minutes
to get washed
and dressed. At
5:30 we had to
be down in the
chapel for
morning prayers.
This consisted
of reciting
certain sections
of the Psalms.
One group would
read about three
verses, then the
other half would
read three
verses. At 5:45
we would go back
to our bedrooms.
Between 5:45 and
6:00 a.m., the
priest would
hear confessions
before he did
the Mass in our
chapel. One by
one each nun
would take their
turn.
Mass would be
over about 6:30
and we would
make our way to
the kitchen to
prepare
breakfast for
everyone. By
8:30 a.m. we
would start
preparing for
lunch, and the
time for silence
would begin at
10:00 a.m until
the lunch meal
was served. We
were forbidden
to talk. We were
to concentrate
on God. If I had
any questions, I
had to whisper
to the cook. It
wasn't long
before I learned
how to use sign
language.
The sisters had
their own dining
room. Before we
could have our
meal, we all had
to stand by our
assigned seats.
Every day each
nun would have
her turn reading
a section from
the "Imitation
of Christ." Then
we would say
grace, and thank
God we could
then talk!
By the time the
meals and dishes
were done, it
would be about 2
to 2:30 in the
afternoon; from
there we would
say the rosary
together.
Whatever time
was left after
that, we got to
rest in our
rooms. At 3 p.m.
it was time for
Vespers and then
to the kitchen
again preparing
for dinner. All
would be over
with about 6:30
p.m. and it was
back to the
convent. We were
allowed to watch
T.V., but were
only allowed to
watch certain
programs. That
was "Hogan's
Hero's" and "The
Waltons". After
the Walton's,
myself
(Postulant), and
the two Novices,
along with the
Mistress of
Novices had to
spend an hour
together in the
basement for
quality time. My
quality time
consisted of
playing pool
with the two
Novices, Sister
Joan and Sister
Judy, while the
Mistress of
Novices did
sewing or
whatever needed
to be done. At
10 p.m. the
lights had to be
out. On
Saturdays? As I
said, that was
laundry day and
Sunday was a day
for rest. This
was my schedule.
NEVER HAD TO
READ THE BIBLE
When I had those
quiet times in
my room, I
remember one
time trying to
read the Bible
but found it
very boring. I
was in the
convent for
almost two years
and I can only
remember picking
up that Bible
that one time.
We never read
the Bible
together outside
what we had to
do for morning
prayers when
reciting the
Psalms, but even
that wasn't in
the Bible. The
Psalms were in a
book by itself.
We did a lot of
praying to the
saints when we
didn't have our
time in the
basement. We
would often make
Novenas and
kneel by the
statute when
doing so. People
would ask for
prayer, and that
is how we did
it.
LEAVING THE
CONVENT
I began to
question myself
of why I was
there. I can
remember
thinking, "Do I
want to do this
for the rest of
my life?" But
something
happened that
made me very
angry and sad.
Sister Judy was
told she could
not make her
final vows.
Needless to say,
she was very
broken hearted.
She cried and I
cried too.
Sister Judy got
to go home and
visit her family
before she had
to leave the
convent for
good. During
this time, while
working in the
kitchen, I
couldn't help
but cry. The
head cook wanted
to know what was
wrong. I told
her it wasn't
fair that Sister
Judy couldn't
serve the Lord.
But she smiled
and said, "Well,
many are called,
but few are
chosen." That
statement hit me
like a ton of
bricks. I got
angry with God.
If God loved us
so much, why
would He not let
someone serve
Him? Later,
Sister Judy told
me why she
couldn't make
her final vows.
It was due to an
illness she had
as a child.
It wasn't long
after Sister
Judy left, I
left too. I
couldn't see
going all the
way to making my
final vows for
something that
didn't make
sense to me.
"Many are
called, but few
are chosen,"
rang in my ears
for a long time.
I considered
myself as one of
those who was
not chosen for
this kind of
life.
STILL IN
ROMANISH CHAINS
However, I did
not leave the
Catholic Church.
I prayed my
rosary still,
prayed to Mary
for help, and
continued to go
to church. I was
still searching
and wanted
something deeper
with God. I had
an emptiness
that kept going
further and
further down.
There were times
I felt like I
had to climb up
just to reach
bottom. I kept
going to the La
Salette Shrine
in
Massachusetts. I
would say my
rosaries there.
I felt like I
was closer to
God there. There
were times I
would look at
the statue and
ask, "Mary, why
don't you show
yourself to me?
I need you." I
would often look
up in the sky
trying to find
her. Maybe, just
maybe, she would
appear to me. I
would crawl up
the stairs on my
knees while
saying the
rosary, praying,
and hoping that
the pain I was
enduring would
help me to
heaven.
[Editor's note:
this
self-inflicted
pain is called
penance in
Romanism. Some
even beat
themselves until
the blood flows
to show sorrow
for sin instead
of calling on
the Lord.] After
all, who belongs
to God unless
you are willing
to suffer
physical
discomfort? I
must prove I am
worthy. I must
pray my way and
suffer in order
to get to
heaven. I didn't
want to go to
purgatory, but
heaven.
I would often go
to La Salette,
but I will never
forget the last
time I was
there. It was in
the evening and
they were having
a prayer
service. I stood
at the door
staring because
I couldn't
believe what I
was seeing. I
saw the priest
laying hands on
people and they
were passing out
cold on the
floor. The music
was beautiful,
but I didn't
understand what
was happening. I
stood there for
a long time
observing when a
nun began to
walk by me. I
stopped her and
asked what was
happening. She
said, "They are
experiencing the
slaying of the
Holy Spirit."
She didn't
explain, she
continued on. I
decided I would
walk up and get
prayer too. I
remember the
priest laying
his hands on my
head. I closed
my eyes and
listened to him
pray. I felt
like God was
touching my
head. I felt
peaceful. At
that I was on
the floor
myself. I didn't
lose
consciousness,
but yet I
couldn't move.
Finally I was
able to get up.
I went home that
night not
knowing what
exactly happened
to me.
DEPRESSION
SETS IN
Time went on and
the depression
was getting
worse. There
were two times I
attempted
suicide but
failed. I was
still empty and
still climbing
and reaching
nothing. I
decided that
maybe if I moved
out of the state
of Rhode Island,
that would help.
I traveled all
the way
to...California
but only lasted
two days in a
hotel room. Then
I thought about
my mother. At
that I was
headed for [her
mother's].
CHARISMATIC
MASS
When I was
settled...I
began looking
for a church. I
found "Our Lady
Of Lourdes" and
attended the
evening Mass. It
was similar to
what I
experienced at
the La Salette
Shrine. These
people were on
fire for the
Lord. I found
out they called
it a Charismatic
Mass. However,
the one thing
that impressed
me at the time
was when it was
time to give
each other the
sign of peace. I
was shocked. The
priest got off
the altar and
started shaking
hands with the
people. I never
saw a priest
leave the altar
during a Mass.
I also noticed
the music
ministry and
liked their
music. After the
Mass I went up
and asked if I
could practice
with them since
I played the
guitar. They
told me they met
on Friday
evenings, but it
was a prayer
meeting. One of
the men gave me
the address and
I was there the
following
Friday.
Everybody was so
friendly. They
were also ready
to start their
prayer meeting.
I noticed they
started speaking
in different
languages, or at
least that is
what I thought
it was. I didn't
know, but
figured it had
to do something
with their
faith. It was
very strange to
me. I thought I
got myself in a
house with a
bunch of koo
koos, but here I
found myself
staying because
I needed
something.
HEARING THE
GOSPEL
After the
meeting one of
the sons took me
in the back room
to explain Jesus
to me. I thought
to myself, "What
is this guy
going to tell me
that I don't
already know?
After all, I've
been in the
convent, and
there is nothing
new he is going
to tell me." But
he started
talking about
Jesus and he
talked about Him
as if He were
real. He talked
as if he knew
him personally.
I wanted that!
He gave me the
gospel message.
He asked me if I
wanted to
receive Jesus,
and I said yes.
We went right
into the living
room and he had
me sit in the
chair in the
middle of the
room and
everybody
surrounded me
and started to
lay their hands
on me. It was
there I accepted
and confessed
Jesus Christ as
my Lord and
Saviour.
However, I
didn't feel any
different. But I
do remember
going home that
night and as I
walked in, my
mom was watching
television. I
could remember
the awful
feeling I got
from what she
was watching. It
had never
bothered me
before, but this
time it was like
I could see the
darkness in the
program. I said
nothing but went
straight into my
bedroom. I began
to read my
Bible. It was
then it was not
the same. As I
read, the words
seem to come off
the pages. It
wasn't boring
like it was in
the convent.
A few weeks
later I was
baptized in [a]
pool. The prayer
meetings were
large for this
small house, but
we managed. It
was during one
of these
meetings I was
now about to
experience the
Baptism of the
Holy Spirit. I
can remember
standing with
the others
singing a
worship song. It
was at the end
of this song I
began to feel
this tingling
sensation in my
feet. It worked
its way to my
ankles, then my
knees, belly,
neck, and
finally my head.
When I went to
say "Thank you
Jesus," nothing
came out but
another
language. I
realized I had
gotten the gift
of tongues (more
on this later).
I looked around
to see if
anybody was
watching me. I
was kind of
embarrassed. I
was also
confused. I knew
what I had was
the gift of
tongues, but I
began to doubt.
I approached Mr.
Walsh at the end
of the meeting
and told him of
my fears. He
gave me a book
to read on
tongues which
explained why we
shouldn't doubt
it. I was also
led to another
book "The Holy
Spirit and You."
I believe it was
by a Rita
Bennett and her
husband. I read
these books and
they fascinated
me. From there
on I began to
read everything
I could
concerning the
Holy Spirit, but
as I think back,
I read
everything
except what the
Bible had to say
about it. I
realize now the
word of God was
not "rightly
divided."
FALSE
DOCTRINE and
CONFUSION
We continued to
have our Bible
studies, but I
never searched
the Scriptures
to see if what
they were
teaching was
true or not. I
assumed they
knew what they
were talking
about and I
needed them to
learn. Little
did I know I was
getting a lot of
false doctrine.
As we had these
prayer meetings,
we also
continued to
attend Mass at
Our Lady of
Lourdes. There
was a problem
beginning. After
the Charismatic
Mass a whole
crowd of us
would meet in
the next hall
for our Sunday
prayer meetings.
However, there
began disputes
about Catholic
doctrine and the
Bible. The
question of Mary
came up,
confession,
praying to the
saints, etc. The
order from the
priest was set
forth. If there
were any who
didn't agree
with the
Catholic church,
they had to
leave. He was
not going to
allow division.
So some left,
but I stayed.
Those who met at
the [leaders]
all left and
started their
own church. I
was going to
their service in
the mornings,
and went to the
Charismatic Mass
in the evening
each Sunday. I
was too afraid
to leave. To
leave the
Catholic church
would be
inviting myself
to hell for all
eternity.
Salvation, I
learned as a
little girl, was
through the
Catholic church.
It was a sin to
step inside
another. It was
for these
reasons I didn't
want to leave
the Church, but
I also didn't
want to lose the
other friends I
had made. But as
far as I was
concerned, I was
safe attending
their services
for they were
held outside at
Tomoka Park.
Finally, my
conscious began
to bother me and
I stopped it all
together, even
the Friday
prayer meetings.
I stayed
faithful to the
Church.
It was nearing
the year 1984
when I decided
to move....I got
involved with a
group that was
not Catholic,
but part of the
Vineyard
movement. I soon
left that
because it
seemed to
controlling in
personal
matters. It was
not too long
after I found
myself involved
with the Lamb Of
God Community.
This was another
Charismatic
group and mainly
Catholic.
I had met my
husband before I
joined the Lamb
of God. Father
Joe was one of
its leaders, but
I heard they had
certain rules
for dating. Tom
and I were
engaged before
we joined. If
you were engaged
before you
joined, you were
fine. Tom and I
were married in
a Catholic
Church by Father
Joe on November
30, 1985.
Lamb of God was
associated with
the Word of God
Community in Ann
Arbor, Michigan.
There were many
things going on
at that time,
and division
started taking
place.
We were informed
that there was a
split at the
Word of God
Community. The
co-founders,
Ralph Martin and
Steve Clark had
a parting of the
ways. We, in
turn, had a
split here in
the Lamb of God
Community. It
concerned
excessive
control over its
members, which I
agree. We were
"encouraged" a
certain way to
dress, what
roles we played
in the family as
who took out the
trash, cut the
lawn etc., the
matters
concerning
faithful
attendance to
the meetings,
authority, etc.
My husband and I
found ourselves
not going to the
meetings
anymore. We
never talked
about it much,
we just didn't
go.
WANDERINGS
After the first
three babies
were born, we
were still
attending church
on Sundays. I
have four
children and all
of them got
baptized into
the Catholic
church. But
church
attendance also
began to fade in
the background.
We got to the
point where we
didn't attend
church at all.
In 1991 I
received a
computer as a
gift by my
brother-in-law.
I began to learn
how to use it
and then found
myself writing
to other people
in Bible
conferences. I
conversed with a
number of
Jehovah
Witnesses. I
tried to prove
Jesus is God and
so forth. The
messages seemed
endless. I
wasn't getting
through to them,
but the whole
activity was
getting me
involved in
studying the
Bible for
myself. I would
wake up very
early in the
mornings typing
away at the
computer trying
to prove
different things
from the Bible
to tell my
Jehovah Witness
friends.
Then there began
a need to get
back in church.
I was feeling
empty like I had
before. I missed
all the
fellowship I had
at one time.
However, after
studying the
Bible for a
while I noticed
certain things
of the Catholic
doctrine that
did not line up
with the Bible.
It concerned the
Lord's body and
blood, eternal
security, and
the church.
Though I knew I
needed to find a
church, I had
made up my mind
that I would not
go back to the
Catholic church
knowing what I
knew now where
it concerned the
Lord's body and
blood. Why
should I believe
in something
that profits
nothing? Where
it concerns the
Lord's body, we
never hear John
6:63 read before
communion, "It
is the spirit
that quickeneth;
the flesh
profiteth
nothing:"
STRUGGLING
WITH ROMAN
BLASPHEMIES
The Church
doctrine and the
Bible were in
conflict and I
struggled and
asked many
questions. How
many times do we
need to be
saved? If I
receive Jesus
Christ at
communion time,
what happens to
Him during the
week that I have
to go back and
receive Him
again? And why
should I drink
blood when blood
is forbidden
before the Law
(Genesis 9:4);
Under the law
(Lev. 17:14);
and in New
Testament times
(Acts 15:29;
21:25)? The
Bible says Blood
is off limits,
we are to
abstain from
blood, but in
the Catholic
church we are to
drink it!
I never admitted
I didn't really
believe the
Eucharist was
actually the
body and blood
of Christ, for
if I did, I knew
I would be
condemned to
hell by the
curse pronounced
by the Roman
Catholic church.
But I praise God
now, because I
know no curse
will keep me out
of heaven.
I told my
husband I was
going to start
going to church
again, but also
let him know I
would not go
back to the
Catholic church.
I was still a
little uncertain
though. I
thought to
myself, "What if
the Catholic
church is really
right and I'm
wrong." In the
back of my mind,
eternal security
was always the
question. In the
Catholic Church
you had
salvation
through the
sacraments, but
even that wasn't
a sure thing.
Purgatory always
lingered over my
head. I didn't
want to suffer
in purgatory and
wait for the
prayers to get
me out. For that
matter, the
Catholic church
has yet to say
how many prayers
are needed to
get one out of
purgatory.
However, what if
I were wrong
about all this?
I don't know,
but I took my
chances, I left
for good.
It so happened I
found a Baptist
Church. I
thought to
myself this
church would
really be
something if
these people
could only be
baptized in the
Holy Spirit and
experience
tongues like I
had and
practiced. But
regardless of
what I thought
they lacked,
these people
were joyful even
without the
so-called
baptism of the
Holy Spirit in
the Charismatic
terms.
REALIZED
SATAN TAMPERING
WITH THE WORD OF
GOD
Now, I shall
share what
happened from
there when I
discovered what
was happening to
God's word. I'm
not talking
about the
"Incarnate
Word," Jesus
Christ, but His
"words." I shall
excerpt one of
my own writings
to explain:
"My husband had
a visit from an
old friend whom
he hadn't seen
in years, along
with his wife.
At the time of
their visit they
were both in a
drug treatment
program to kick
the habit.
During the
course of the
evening I began
to witness to
the couple.
During this time
I had pulled out
at least 6 to 8
different
versions of the
Bible. The
husband stopped
me in the middle
of a
conversation and
asked me, Which
Bible is the
true Bible?' His
questioned
stumped me. The
question made
such an impact
on me that I
began to wonder
myself! From
then on that
question stayed
with me.
"This incident
took place in
the early part
of November of
1995. It was
several weeks
before this time
I had decided to
leave the
Catholic church.
I had been a
Christian for 20
years and had
remained in the
Catholic Church
all that time.
Something was
missing in my
life and I
couldn't
pin-point the
problem other
than that I
missed Christian
fellowship. I
missed the
fellowship like
I had when I
lived in
Florida. Down
there I was very
involved in the
Charismatic
movement (Don't
worry, the Bible
straightened me
out on the
tongues
business).
"It was near the
end of summer of
1995 when I
started
attending a
Baptist Church,
and it was the
end of November
I decided to
join. New
members were
required to take
membership
classes which
took place in
the Pastor's
office each
Sunday. About
the third Sunday
of my visit I
noticed a book
on his desk. I
asked him if I
could borrow the
book. It was
titled, New Age
Bible Versions,'
by Dr. G.A.
Riplinger. That
night I started
to read her book
and was brought
to tears just
after reading
the first two
chapters as I
saw what was
happening with
God's words.
About a week or
two before I
borrowed that
book, I had
purchased for
the first time
in my life a
King James
Bible,
therefore, I was
able to compare
the versions as
I read her
book."
It was from here
when my life was
actually changed
concerning the
Bible, the
Catholic church,
Catholic
doctrine, the
so-called
Baptism of the
Holy Spirit,
tongues and so
forth.
When I compared
these versions,
I did notice how
these other
bibles lined up
with the Roman
Catholic bible.
No wonder I was
still in
confusion! In
these modern
bibles,
salvation is
shown as a
"process" which
requires good
works. All this
is brought out
by the straining
of the tenses in
the modern
bibles. Let me
show you exactly
what I mean.
When you read
the following,
please do notice
the straining of
the tenses:
Luke 13:23
(new
versions),
"Are there
few who are
being
saved?" KJV,
"...be
saved."
II Cor. 2:15
(new versions),
"are being
saved." KJV,
"are saved."
I Cor. 1:18 (new
versions),
"those who are
perishing
foolishness, but
to us who are
being saved" KJV,
...are saved."
Acts 15:19 (new
versions) "are
turning to God."
KJV, "turned."
Luke 15:32 (new
versions), "your
brother was dead
and has begun to
live." KJV, "is
alive."
Acts 2:47 (new
versions), "were
being saved."
KJV, "should be
saved."
2 Cor. 4:3 (new
versions), "are
perishing." KJV,
"are lost."
With all the
unnatural
straining of the
tenses, and the
teachings of the
Catholic Church,
no wonder I
didn't know if I
was truly saved!
AUTHORIZED
KING JAMES IS
GOD'S BOOK
From there the
King James Bible
became the final
authority in my
life. In that
Book I knew I
would get the
truth. It
straightened me
out on a lot of
doctrines
concerning
tongues, baptism
of the Holy
Spirit, eternal
security, about
heaven and hell,
the saints,
purgatory, and
many other
things. When I
used these other
bibles, they led
me nowhere but
in confusion and
frustration.
Doctrines such
as the Deity was
hard to prove to
a Jehovah's
Witness. Now I
know why! I
don't have that
problem any more
with a King
James Bible.
I've had Mormons
at my door and
Jehovah's
Witnesses, and
when I get the
King James out,
all of a sudden
every body gets
Greekitis. I
tell them I
don't know
Greek, and
therefore
there's not a
lot of sense
going through
it. But there's
one thing I do
know and have,
and that is the
Holy Bible. I
don't have to
apologize to
anyone for
having the truth
in my hands.
It's either
believe it or
reject it. No
need to turn to
man's teachings,
the Catholic
church,
traditions, the
Greek, Another
Testament, or
other bibles to
disprove the
LIVING ONE.
FREE AT LAST!
I know a person
can't be born
again twice, but
that's what it
seems to me. My
eyes have been
opened. I no
longer walk in
darkness. I no
longer hang by
the rules of the
Roman Catholic
church. When I
began to study
from the King
James Bible, I
saw how the
Roman Catholic
church is really
an enemy to
God's word. When
reading from the
true word of
God, God will
also give us
back our common
sense. For
instance, let me
share with you
the following
concerning
Original sin. As
a Catholic, we
were taught we
needed baptism
to free us from
sin. But yet the
Roman Catholic
church does not
believe that
chapters 1-3 of
Genesis is real
history. What
they have
actually done is
call Jesus a
liar.
Jesus Christ
quotes Genesis 2
and 3 as a
strict, straight
history. "And
Jesus answered
them, For the
hardness of your
heart he (Moses)
wrote you this
precept. But
from the
beginning of the
creation God
made them male
and female"
(Mark 10:5-6).
Jesus also
quotes Moses
verbatim from
Genesis 2:24
(Mark 10:7-8).
Jesus said, "Do
not think that I
will accuse you
to the Father:
there is one
that accuseth
you, even Moses,
in whom ye
trust. For had
ye believed
Moses, ye would
have believed
me: for he wrote
of me. But if ye
believe not his
writings, how
shall ye believe
my words" (John
5:45-47).
If Jesus were
here in the
flesh, He would
say the same
thing to the
Catholic Church
who tells me
Genesis 1-3 is
not straight
history. They
have made Jesus
a liar. Genesis
tells how the
world began
(Gen. 1), how
human beings
began (Gen. 2),
how they fell
(Gen. 3).
And this is what
I mean by common
sense. The Roman
Catholic church
fails to remind
us that between
chapters 1-3, is
the fall of man.
Here is where
Original sin
began! If the
Roman Catholic
church does not
believe Genesis
1-3 is not real
history, then
why, from A.D.
500 to 1997,
were all those
babies baptized
for!!!?
And what about
the saints whom
we were taught
to pray? Every
good Catholic
should read his
Bible. The Bible
says that God
puts no trust in
His saints (Job
15:15). "Behold,
he putteth no
trust in his
saints;"
If God doesn't
put any trust in
His saints, why
should I?
And what about
Blessed Sinless
Mary? The Bible
says, For ALL
have sinned, and
come short of
the glory of
God" (Rom.
3:23). This
means Mary too!
Even Mary
herself knew she
needed a Saviour
and went through
purification for
sins as the
Jewish law
required. Mary
said herself,
"And my spirit
hath rejoiced in
God my Saviour."
(Luke 1:47).
Mary needed
purification
from sin, "And
when the days of
her purification
according to the
law of Moses
were
accomplished,
they brought him
to Jerusalem, to
present him to
the Lord.....and
to offer a
sacrifice
according to
that which is
said in the law
of the Lord, A
pair of
turtledoves, or
two young
pigeons." (Luke
2:22,24).
The fact is,
Mary is a Jewish
woman following
the Law handed
down to Moses.
Read Leviticus
12 my friend.
Mary, a sinner,
had to make a
"sin-offering"
(see Lev. 12:8).
We must ask
ourselves, why
does the Roman
Catholic church
insist she was
sinless when the
Bible says she
was not? Mary
had to make a
sin offering,
and they were so
poor they were
not even able to
offer the
required
sacrifice for
Mary's cleansing
as all females
were to do in
obedience to the
law. Mary was so
poor she and
Joseph could not
bring the
required LAMB
for sacrifice
(see Lev. 12:8
again). They
could only offer
a pair of
turtledoves, or
two young
pigeons (Luke
2:24). However,
Mary didn't need
the lamb, she
held Him in her
arms! She had
the Lamb who
could save her
from her sins! A
Saviour her
heart rejoiced
in!
The Catholic
Mary no way
resembles the
Jewish Mary of
the Bible. Even
in the days of
Jesus people
tried to elevate
Mary in a
position that
was not her's.
"And it came to
pass, as he
spake these
things, a
certain woman of
the company
lifted up her
voice, and said
unto him,
Blessed is the
womb that bare
thee, and the
paps which thou
hast sucked."
(Luke 11:27).
But Jesus
immediately
corrected the
woman and said,
"Yea rather,
blessed are they
that hear the
word of God, and
keep it." (Luke
11:28).
Jesus was way
ahead of the
Roman Catholic
Church. We are
not to sway from
the word of God
and put our
trust in Mary or
the saints, but
in Jesus Christ
Himself.
I could cry when
I think of all
the years I have
wasted and
abiding by these
false doctrines.
If only I had
known sooner.
But I thank God
I have come at
least this far.
The truth
certainly has
freed me indeed!
Put your trust
in Jesus Christ
and His
infallible word.
With those words
in your hands,
the Holy Spirit
shall lead you
and guide you
into all truth.
As of this
moment, I have
four children
(ages 9, 8, 6
and 4),
homeschool, and
attend a King
James Bible
Believing
Church... I pray
the Lord will
use me with the
little time we
have left before
the Rapture.
KNOW JESUS
FOR YOURSELF
May you find
peace and
eternal life by
inviting Jesus
Christ into your
life. Don't let
anything stop
you from
receiving Jesus
Christ as Lord
and Saviour and
enjoying eternal
life with Him.
God gave His
only begotten
Son for you.
Christ died on
the cross for
you. He shed His
blood for you
and me. Oh, what
love! We
deserved the
death Jesus
endured for us
on the cross,
but He paid the
price for sin
and said, "It is
finished." He
rose again the
third day
conquering
death.
Nobody has to
work for
salvation. It is
finished!
Sacraments will
not save us. The
saints cannot
help us, and
Mary cannot be
our mediator.
There is only
one mediator,
and that is
Jesus Christ,
"For there is
one God, and one
mediator between
God and men, the
man Christ
Jesus;" (1
Timothy 2:5).
Obey Jesus. Hear
the word of God
and keep it
(Luke 11:28).
The word of God
tells us, "For
by grace are ye
saved through
faith; and that
not of
yourselves: it
is the GIFT of
God: NOT OF
WORKS, lest any
man should
boast."
(Ephesians
2:8,9)
The Roman
Catholic Church
had me doing
just the
opposite, works.
Sacraments,
saints,
purgatory, and
traditions do
not save. Jesus
Christ saves! It
is a gift and a
gift is not a
gift until it is
received. And if
anybody says you
can lose your
salvation, then
again, they
choose to call
Jesus a liar,
but you shall
know better. You
turn them to
John 10:28. For
Jesus said about
those to whom He
gives eternal
life, "and they
shall never
perish, neither
shall any man
pluck them out
of my hand." You
may walk out on
God, but God
doesn't go back
on His promises.
What He said is
true! Once you
are saved, you
are saved
forever. His
hand is bigger
than your faith
or lack of it.
Don't depend on
your feelings,
stand on the
promise of God.
"But as
many as
received
him, to
them
gave he
the
power to
become
the sons
of God,
even to
them
that
believe
on his
name."
-John
1:12
 
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