Lajcik's testimony

 

 

I come from a deeply Catholic family. As a 5 year old I was already reciting all the prayers by heart. As an 8 year old I said all the First Fridays, all the rosaries. Later I became an altar boy. I served 'God' with JOY and I could get up even at 25 degrees to walk 3km through snowdrifts to church at 6 a.m. And here you cannot deny my childish love to God - because I really did it for Him.

When we all started to mature and all my friends were already spending Sunday mass with a beer on the field, I still went. I still believed it was actually that, at the same time never understanding 'transubstantiation' I begged God to explain it to me so I could feel it - unfortunately to no avail.

Friends around me were drifting further and further away from the Church, while I persistently told myself that if I was going to be saved for that 1/168 hours a week, I was going to do it. I'm going to pray, I'm going to bow down to the Eucharistic Christ, because after all, he instituted it.

After that... hmm. The parties started, the alcohol and even the drugs. And what? And nothing. Even Sunday's hangover didn't stop me from going to church as standard, knocking myself out, coming back, sleeping soundly.

There was one thing that did not rest in my heart: Marian devotion. I had been taught this since I was a child, as an adult a rosary was thrown into my room for me to pray, I treated it like an amulet - idolatrously. But I could never explain my OWN aversion to the rosary. I hated it, I would tap one bead 'in my mind' in 5 seconds, just to get it over with as quickly as possible. Unlike my Father, whom I have always loved (or at least wanted to love.) Today I know that this aversion to Mary was caused by the Spirit of God, and today I know that deep down it has always dwelt within me - but I only understood its guidance from childhood after my conversion. I cannot blame my grandmother for teaching me all this - she meant well. She taught me, for example, to always ask the Spirit of God for guidance before leaving the house - that was beautiful, and only now, after rejecting the 'trinity', has it become clear to me in 100%.

So what happened? Lies repeated a thousand times became truth. The noise in my head about the billions of years of the earth, the infinite universe, gradually pushed God out, until amphetamines appeared in my life, which caused that finally, following the rest of my friends, I stopped going to church as well - surprisingly feeling quite good about it! By the end I doubted the existence of anyone - the above mentioned teachings pushed the Creator completely out of my mind.

And then, while wasting another day mindlessly browsing memes, I came across illuminati cards. After typing this one of the first websites was salvation.com... Kubik's work helped me a lot, gave me a new birth and opened my eyes, unfortunately there was also a momentary deception regarding ap. Unfortunately, there was also a temporary deception concerning St. Paul, which the Father fortunately pulled me out of and gave me the Knowledge.

I spent 8 hours a day poring over information and articles. I was angry, I felt cheated, I was scared, but somewhere in my heart something was screaming "IT'S SO SIMPLE, AND THE EVANGELIA HAS A GREAT PRAYER"!

Maybe not everyone here will agree with me on these points, so I don't want to convince anyone and I leave it up to each person to know as they have, but learning about the short eternity of the earth, the non-existence of purgatory, and most of all the non-existence of hell as a state of eternal torment/eternal separation has caused such a tremendous love for the Father that I have been walking with the Lord for over a year now and these have been the greatest times of my life.

Every day I pray to the Father "Lord, don't let me be deceived" and He helps me to sift the tares from the wheat. May Jesus Christ bless you all