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Joshua4missions said:I immediately began volunteering to the Dean of Men's office and began being their eyes and ears in hopes of becoming a dorm supervisor by my sophomore year.
Joshua4missions said:I was going to post this in the Jericho Plan thread, but my thoughts grew too much so I decided to make a seperate thread. So here goes:
The Jericho was a lifesaver for me. I grew up on the mission field and was not legally able to work a secular job whilst in High School. As such, I could never have afforded to attend HAC. I've been a member of FBC for 21 years, it was always my dream to attend HAC just like my parents did. I was never pressured to attend. I was excited to be in such a godly place and get to server Christ full-time. I was excited to live full-time in a holy place where I believed everyone was sold out for God.
I arrived on fire for God as the biggest HAC fanboy there could be, and was crushed with the reality that sin had infiltrated the student body like I never could have imagined. Students would blast their Roll & Roll openly on our dorm floor, and the dorm supes never cared cause theu never wanted to be the bad guys. I took a stand and stood up against my peers and confronted their music and movies and was instantly alienated from my class. I bore the reputation of "the one who turned his entire dorm floor." No one wanted to be around me. No one respected my wishes because I had no authority to back me up. I immediately began volunteering to the Dean of Men's office and began being their eyes and ears in hopes of becoming a dorm supervisor by my sophomore year. I felt that I was the only one fighting for moral purity on my dorm floor. Honestly, Iw as the real deal. I grew up sheltered on a mission field my entire life. I wanted what was right.
Time went by and I was helping the Dean of Men more and more. But as my sophomore year came around, I was tossed to the curb because I was socially awkward and wasn't cool to be around like other college guys who hung out at the dean of mens office. I lost a ton of respect for the college because they really do not care about the purity of their students on a daily basis. Sure, from the pulpit they do, but the inner working of the college are flawed and corroded. I stopped caring and just let the college slide. I had roommates who watched R rated movies, slept together, and sexted. But I kept my mouth shut and just lived with it because noone really cares.
It saddens me that the only dream I had as a child was crushed by those I looked up to to be the moral standard for Christian living. Oh how I have been awakened to the reality that Christianity lies not in religion but in a personal relationship with Jesus Christ. I am no longer an IFB, I am a Christian!!
Joshua4missions said:I had roommates who watched R rated movies, slept together, and sexted.
Calling yourself Christian when once a Baptist IMO is not different than calling yourself a human and no longer wanting to be called an American.Joshua4missions said:Oh how I have been awakened to the reality that Christianity lies not in religion but in a personal relationship with Jesus Christ. I am no longer an IFB, I am a Christian!!
16KJV11 said:Hey, welcome to the forum! Now that you've basically judged that many of us here are not saved, let's be best friends! Oh, wait, light is not supposed to have any fellowship with darkness. Guess we can't be friends after all. :'(
He certainly will make you a good friend.rsc2a said:16KJV11 said:Hey, welcome to the forum! Now that you've basically judged that many of us here are not saved, let's be best friends! Oh, wait, light is not supposed to have any fellowship with darkness. Guess we can't be friends after all. :'(
Then he should fit right in!
Joshua4missions said:I was going to post this in the Jericho Plan thread, but my thoughts grew too much so I decided to make a seperate thread. So here goes:
The Jericho was a lifesaver for me. I grew up on the mission field and was not legally able to work a secular job whilst in High School. As such, I could never have afforded to attend HAC. I've been a member of FBC for 21 years, it was always my dream to attend HAC just like my parents did. I was never pressured to attend. I was excited to be in such a godly place and get to server Christ full-time. I was excited to live full-time in a holy place where I believed everyone was sold out for God.
I arrived on fire for God as the biggest HAC fanboy there could be, and was crushed with the reality that sin had infiltrated the student body like I never could have imagined. Students would blast their Roll & Roll openly on our dorm floor, and the dorm supes never cared cause theu never wanted to be the bad guys. I took a stand and stood up against my peers and confronted their music and movies and was instantly alienated from my class. I bore the reputation of "the one who turned his entire dorm floor." No one wanted to be around me. No one respected my wishes because I had no authority to back me up. I immediately began volunteering to the Dean of Men's office and began being their eyes and ears in hopes of becoming a dorm supervisor by my sophomore year. I felt that I was the only one fighting for moral purity on my dorm floor. Honestly, Iw as the real deal. I grew up sheltered on a mission field my entire life. I wanted what was right.
Time went by and I was helping the Dean of Men more and more. But as my sophomore year came around, I was tossed to the curb because I was socially awkward and wasn't cool to be around like other college guys who hung out at the dean of mens office. I lost a ton of respect for the college because they really do not care about the purity of their students on a daily basis. Sure, from the pulpit they do, but the inner working of the college are flawed and corroded. I stopped caring and just let the college slide. I had roommates who watched R rated movies, slept together, and sexted. But I kept my mouth shut and just lived with it because noone really cares.
It saddens me that the only dream I had as a child was crushed by those I looked up to to be the moral standard for Christian living. Oh how I have been awakened to the reality that Christianity lies not in religion but in a personal relationship with Jesus Christ. I am no longer an IFB, I am a Christian!!
Joshua4missions said:I was going to post this in the Jericho Plan thread, but my thoughts grew too much so I decided to make a seperate thread. So here goes:
The Jericho was a lifesaver for me. I grew up on the mission field and was not legally able to work a secular job whilst in High School. As such, I could never have afforded to attend HAC. I've been a member of FBC for 21 years, it was always my dream to attend HAC just like my parents did. I was never pressured to attend. I was excited to be in such a godly place and get to server Christ full-time. I was excited to live full-time in a holy place where I believed everyone was sold out for God.
I arrived on fire for God as the biggest HAC fanboy there could be, and was crushed with the reality that sin had infiltrated the student body like I never could have imagined. Students would blast their Roll & Roll openly on our dorm floor, and the dorm supes never cared cause theu never wanted to be the bad guys. I took a stand and stood up against my peers and confronted their music and movies and was instantly alienated from my class. I bore the reputation of "the one who turned his entire dorm floor." No one wanted to be around me. No one respected my wishes because I had no authority to back me up. I immediately began volunteering to the Dean of Men's office and began being their eyes and ears in hopes of becoming a dorm supervisor by my sophomore year. I felt that I was the only one fighting for moral purity on my dorm floor. Honestly, Iw as the real deal. I grew up sheltered on a mission field my entire life. I wanted what was right.
Time went by and I was helping the Dean of Men more and more. But as my sophomore year came around, I was tossed to the curb because I was socially awkward and wasn't cool to be around like other college guys who hung out at the dean of mens office. I lost a ton of respect for the college because they really do not care about the purity of their students on a daily basis. Sure, from the pulpit they do, but the inner working of the college are flawed and corroded. I stopped caring and just let the college slide. I had roommates who watched R rated movies, slept together, and sexted. But I kept my mouth shut and just lived with it because noone really cares.
It saddens me that the only dream I had as a child was crushed by those I looked up to to be the moral standard for Christian living. Oh how I have been awakened to the reality that Christianity lies not in religion but in a personal relationship with Jesus Christ. I am no longer an IFB, I am a Christian!!
SwampHag said:Joshua4missions said:I was going to post this in the Jericho Plan thread, but my thoughts grew too much so I decided to make a seperate thread. So here goes:
The Jericho was a lifesaver for me. I grew up on the mission field and was not legally able to work a secular job whilst in High School. As such, I could never have afforded to attend HAC. I've been a member of FBC for 21 years, it was always my dream to attend HAC just like my parents did. I was never pressured to attend. I was excited to be in such a godly place and get to server Christ full-time. I was excited to live full-time in a holy place where I believed everyone was sold out for God.
I arrived on fire for God as the biggest HAC fanboy there could be, and was crushed with the reality that sin had infiltrated the student body like I never could have imagined. Students would blast their Roll & Roll openly on our dorm floor, and the dorm supes never cared cause theu never wanted to be the bad guys. I took a stand and stood up against my peers and confronted their music and movies and was instantly alienated from my class. I bore the reputation of "the one who turned his entire dorm floor." No one wanted to be around me. No one respected my wishes because I had no authority to back me up. I immediately began volunteering to the Dean of Men's office and began being their eyes and ears in hopes of becoming a dorm supervisor by my sophomore year. I felt that I was the only one fighting for moral purity on my dorm floor. Honestly, Iw as the real deal. I grew up sheltered on a mission field my entire life. I wanted what was right.
Time went by and I was helping the Dean of Men more and more. But as my sophomore year came around, I was tossed to the curb because I was socially awkward and wasn't cool to be around like other college guys who hung out at the dean of mens office. I lost a ton of respect for the college because they really do not care about the purity of their students on a daily basis. Sure, from the pulpit they do, but the inner working of the college are flawed and corroded. I stopped caring and just let the college slide. I had roommates who watched R rated movies, slept together, and sexted. But I kept my mouth shut and just lived with it because noone really cares.
It saddens me that the only dream I had as a child was crushed by those I looked up to to be the moral standard for Christian living. Oh how I have been awakened to the reality that Christianity lies not in religion but in a personal relationship with Jesus Christ. I am no longer an IFB, I am a Christian!!
So many thoughts but I will grab just one: Why on earth would you think God made you the moral police for the dorm floor? You sound like a whiny baby spy to me.
Joshua4missions said:I attended the past three years, I'm taking a year or so off now, before finishing up this Fall.
RAIDER said:SwampHag said:Joshua4missions said:I was going to post this in the Jericho Plan thread, but my thoughts grew too much so I decided to make a seperate thread. So here goes:
The Jericho was a lifesaver for me. I grew up on the mission field and was not legally able to work a secular job whilst in High School. As such, I could never have afforded to attend HAC. I've been a member of FBC for 21 years, it was always my dream to attend HAC just like my parents did. I was never pressured to attend. I was excited to be in such a godly place and get to server Christ full-time. I was excited to live full-time in a holy place where I believed everyone was sold out for God.
I arrived on fire for God as the biggest HAC fanboy there could be, and was crushed with the reality that sin had infiltrated the student body like I never could have imagined. Students would blast their Roll & Roll openly on our dorm floor, and the dorm supes never cared cause theu never wanted to be the bad guys. I took a stand and stood up against my peers and confronted their music and movies and was instantly alienated from my class. I bore the reputation of "the one who turned his entire dorm floor." No one wanted to be around me. No one respected my wishes because I had no authority to back me up. I immediately began volunteering to the Dean of Men's office and began being their eyes and ears in hopes of becoming a dorm supervisor by my sophomore year. I felt that I was the only one fighting for moral purity on my dorm floor. Honestly, Iw as the real deal. I grew up sheltered on a mission field my entire life. I wanted what was right.
Time went by and I was helping the Dean of Men more and more. But as my sophomore year came around, I was tossed to the curb because I was socially awkward and wasn't cool to be around like other college guys who hung out at the dean of mens office. I lost a ton of respect for the college because they really do not care about the purity of their students on a daily basis. Sure, from the pulpit they do, but the inner working of the college are flawed and corroded. I stopped caring and just let the college slide. I had roommates who watched R rated movies, slept together, and sexted. But I kept my mouth shut and just lived with it because noone really cares.
It saddens me that the only dream I had as a child was crushed by those I looked up to to be the moral standard for Christian living. Oh how I have been awakened to the reality that Christianity lies not in religion but in a personal relationship with Jesus Christ. I am no longer an IFB, I am a Christian!!
So many thoughts but I will grab just one: Why on earth would you think God made you the moral police for the dorm floor? You sound like a whiny baby spy to me.
Or a stinkin' Hacker!!
Joshua4missions said:My viewpoint was that I discovered that Baptists aren't the only ones preaching the Gospel. I had the mentality that if you were not a Baptist, your doctrine was corrupt and you were not a true Christian. I have made new friends who are better Christians than most I went to college with.
I attended the past three years, I'm taking a year or so off now, before finishing up this Fall.
And KKV1611, I used that verse when some one asked why I wouldn't date a black girl. I was joking of course.
Each Christian should follow Christ and not sinful man.kaba said:Joshua4missions said:My viewpoint was that I discovered that Baptists aren't the only ones preaching the Gospel. I had the mentality that if you were not a Baptist, your doctrine was corrupt and you were not a true Christian. I have made new friends who are better Christians than most I went to college with.
I attended the past three years, I'm taking a year or so off now, before finishing up this Fall.
And KKV1611, I used that verse when some one asked why I wouldn't date a black girl. I was joking of course.
Your first two statements kind of give insight that you were following what man was preaching, and not getting your info from the Bible. HAC/FBC is not Mecca
FSSL said:Joshua4missions said:I attended the past three years, I'm taking a year or so off now, before finishing up this Fall.
Well... by all means... don't go back!