To clarify I wanted to be a Christian for several reasons, 1) gain favor with dad, 2) join the Jesus movement and be accepted, 3) thought it was the thing to do to find happiness and contentment, the things Christinaity promised for joining.There is also something about being chosen by god full fledged membership.
I was lost for 34 years, until by accident I overdosed and went into stupor, not within my control. I was enlightened by a spiritual presence I assumed was god while giving the credit to Jesus because I knew no better. I was committed to 30 days in the hospital psych ward where I underwent multiple changes in medications and later released into my wife’s carte.
Something was different about me, it was if a mighty curtain was drawn to show a magnificent world stage where my performance might be remembered by people I meet and know.
Shakespear's
“All the world’s a stage,
and all the men and women merely players.
They have their exits and their entrances,
And one man in his time plays many parts,
His acts being seven ages. At first, the infant,
Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.
Then the whining schoolboy, with his satchel
And shining morning face, creeping like snail
Unwillingly to school. And then the lover,
Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad
Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier,
Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard,
Jealous in honor, sudden and quick in quarrel,
Seeking the bubble reputation
Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice,
In fair round belly with good capon lined,
With eyes severe and beard of formal cut,
Full of wise saws and modern instances;
And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts
Into the lean and slippered pantaloon,
With spectacles on nose and pouch on side;
His youthful hose, well saved, a world too wide
For his shrunk shank, and his big manly voice,
Turning again toward childish treble, pipes
And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all,
That ends this strange eventful history,
Is second childishness and mere oblivion,
Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.”
Some say, we are born to play the parts we are given and right that may be but there is no compensation great enough to repay the identity years that so blatantly taken away from me. (Identity years in life are when a person establishes his/her identity by exploring likes and dislikes. Not having this opportunity I missed this crucial part of developent, hence complicating the art of living.
I’ve often wondered about my spiritual experience, did it have to be based on Chrisitinaty or did I have a choice? I am told there are many ways to get where you are going and is everyone going after the same prize?