Higgies:
I know someone who still bedwets....hes 28yo or thereabout.

Jeromejnr:


Oh, so you don't understand framework.

I like that you quoted the scripture of ask and it shall be given to you...because I know how you guys love to take one portion that you beleive supports your ideologs and leave out the remaining. You see why I mentioned framework?

.but the same Bible also says...

"But when you ask, you must believe and not doubt, because the one who doubts is like a wave of the sea, blown and tossed by the wind. That person should not expect to receive anything from the Lord."

Oh, but I thought God loves everyone, why won't He give the one who doesn't have faith?

Also

"If ye abide in me, and my words abide in you, ye shall ask what ye will, and it shall be done unto you."

So why should He answer people who don't abide in Him?

Also as to your misapplication of scriptures, this is for you....

"Study to shew thyself approved unto God, a workman that needeth not to be ashamed, rightly dividing the word of truth."

Of course you dont know how to rightly divide and apply the scriptures. So you take one and misapply it and come out screaming all over the place.

I will forgive your ignorance.

We can do this all day.

Workch:
Nothing disastrous about it

ItCanOnlyBeGod:
I know it sounds unbelievable. 19? The truth is, there are more people who are like the former me. This is not a drill. You can't tell the shame, the emotional burden, the crushed self-esteem that accompanies this ailment that literally has little or no cure. (Except correctional surgery, which I couldn't afford.)

For the past nineteen years of my life, I haven't considered myself as someone who has left babyhood. What started from infancy was what I didn't stop even at this age. I tell you, this is something you shouldn't pray for your enemies to have. Sleeping on a dry bed and having to wake up in the middle of the night just to find yourself soaked in the pool of your own urine.

I tried a lot of things: reducing water intake at night and setting alarms, yet non was effective. I even started reading articles on bed wetting that I stumbled on a Nairaland post where someone was asking for help. (He was made mockery of, as he was told to wear pampers at night). I still didn't find any solution except temporary remedies. When I was much younger, my mother came back home with some seeds and asked me to chew, saying that it is the final remedy for bed wetting. I chewed religiously, and it stopped for a week. For that week I couldn't believe myself. Waking up on a dry bed was as if I was gifted with a diamond. But then it returned. I chewed again, but this time there was no result. I lost hope. Literally. My only hope and consolation was to grow older and become rich so that I can have a surgery. Whenever I had to sleep outside for any reason, I would spend the whole while thinking of how the night would be. I would be thirsty, but the horror of bed wetting would keep me from drinking. Chai! This thing no be better thing o. Tueh! Not to think that each time it happened, I would be accused of being lazy or wetting the bed deliberately.

Like four or five years ago, I got closer to God. I prayed and prayed and prayed. I worked in the house of God (my local church) thinking that God would at least pardon me and bless me with healing for doing all these for Him. Deep down, I knew I was trying to bribe God. I was that desperate. It didn't work, of course. I cried to Him, fasted and prayed numerously yet there was no answer. That was when I began to question the existence of this God. Perhaps, I was simply indoctrinated to a religion that I was born into. Perhaps, He doesn't exist. Well, I continued working in His house, but only took it as a weekly social function. Sit there and do your work and go home and then return every service day. I started a lot of questioning within myself. Infact, I began to have resentment towards God. It was going towards severe hatred for Him.

Well, during this year's RCCG Convention titled "A New Wave Of Glory", I watched the program on television with my family. When it was testimony time, I began to hear testimonies that were unbelievable and questionable: Of a man who sat down and became invisible after obeying the Voice of the Holy Spirit when he was attacked by herdsmen in his church; a man getting his vision back after years of blindness and many more. Were all those staged? No, Daddy Adeboye should be better than that, I thought. There and then, I decided to put an end to bed wetting! Several days after, I went to God in humility, asking for forgiveness and acknowledged His existence. I cried in desperation and asked God to heal me before this August runs out. It was like a bet, because I told Him that if He did it for me, I would testify to His own Glory. (Actually, that's the only thing I can give Him in return. He doesn't require any other thing from me). I told Him that it must be in this August, so that I will be convinced of His power.

I'm smiling right now while typing this, because from that day which was like the 12th or thereabout, I have been waking up as dry as ever! I would have done this testifying this past week, but my phone was down. I'm doing it now, though the month hasn't run out. It's my way of telling God, "Daddy, I believe You already and I have tasted of your mercy and goodness". I love You Lord!! And I will continue to serve you. This has made me see that God doesn't have to go about proving His existence or Power to people who doubt Him. It's even belittling of Him. Thank You sweet Jesus!
Please Nairalanders, I humbly ask you to help me thank the Lord for me. This will act as a seal to my healing. Affliction will not rise the second time. Never. Thank you very much.

I don't know, but if only you can try God today, you may be lucky enough to be shocked to the marrow by His wonders.

Please, the moderators should help me move this to front page. I don't know who to call, but they should help me reach greater audience that I may do good on my promise.


Mods, Thank you in advance. Righteousness2( This is an honorary mention for being a serious motivation, even though you may not know it).

Workch:
I am telling you that bed wetting Is totally normal in a lot of teenagers and it’s controlled by the DNA and sometimes some other medical conditions.

Stop being ignorant and learn How stuffs work. The gene has been identified long before now and you guys want to take us to the Stone Age with your ridiculous set of beliefs.

kingxsamz:


Still, you have said nothing.
And you have finally dug a hole for yourself.
How can you conclude that somebody who wanted to stop bedwetting or someone who wanted to find his car keys had more faith or believed more than someone who is clinging on to life? Someone who would hold on to anything or do anything just to be well again?

So someone who wanted to stop bedwetting had more faith than a child with cancer who believed that his "friend" would come through for him if he should pray?
Even the parents of the child with cancer are strong believers and also had faith. So why were their prayers not answered but that of the bedwetter got answered? Huh?
You're a real clown.

iambabaG:
Christianity and idiocy..
Nocturnal enuresis is a medical condition that delays total bladder control even in adults.

You prayed to your god for what exactly??

doggedfighter:
This is not a testimony nor a miracle.




Nothing spiritual about this.

Keep your opinions to yourself. Even if you don't believe in whatever he believes, be happy for him.
OP, congratulations. All glory be to God

Parisian:
Shut up. That it is a medical condition doesn't mean it has no spiritual undertones. Receive sense before it's too late.

You insult Christians saying they abandoned their religion for the white man's religion but even in our various traditional beliefs, there's acknowledge of the supernatural and all African religions attest to this fact.

ItCanOnlyBeGod:
I know it sounds unbelievable. 19? The truth is, there are more people who are like the former me. This is not a drill. You can't tell the shame, the emotional burden, the crushed self-esteem that accompanies this ailment that literally has little or no cure. (Except correctional surgery, which I couldn't afford.)

For the past nineteen years of my life, I haven't considered myself as someone who has left babyhood. What started from infancy was what I didn't stop even at this age. I tell you, this is something you shouldn't pray for your enemies to have. Sleeping on a dry bed and having to wake up in the middle of the night just to find yourself soaked in the pool of your own urine.

I tried a lot of things: reducing water intake at night and setting alarms, yet non was effective. I even started reading articles on bed wetting that I stumbled on a Nairaland post where someone was asking for help. (He was made mockery of, as he was told to wear pampers at night). I still didn't find any solution except temporary remedies. When I was much younger, my mother came back home with some seeds and asked me to chew, saying that it is the final remedy for bed wetting. I chewed religiously, and it stopped for a week. For that week I couldn't believe myself. Waking up on a dry bed was as if I was gifted with a diamond. But then it returned. I chewed again, but this time there was no result. I lost hope. Literally. My only hope and consolation was to grow older and become rich so that I can have a surgery. Whenever I had to sleep outside for any reason, I would spend the whole while thinking of how the night would be. I would be thirsty, but the horror of bed wetting would keep me from drinking. Chai! This thing no be better thing o. Tueh! Not to think that each time it happened, I would be accused of being lazy or wetting the bed deliberately.

Like four or five years ago, I got closer to God. I prayed and prayed and prayed. I worked in the house of God (my local church) thinking that God would at least pardon me and bless me with healing for doing all these for Him. Deep down, I knew I was trying to bribe God. I was that desperate. It didn't work, of course. I cried to Him, fasted and prayed numerously yet there was no answer. That was when I began to question the existence of this God. Perhaps, I was simply indoctrinated to a religion that I was born into. Perhaps, He doesn't exist. Well, I continued working in His house, but only took it as a weekly social function. Sit there and do your work and go home and then return every service day. I started a lot of questioning within myself. Infact, I began to have resentment towards God. It was going towards severe hatred for Him.

Well, during this year's RCCG Convention titled "A New Wave Of Glory", I watched the program on television with my family. When it was testimony time, I began to hear testimonies that were unbelievable and questionable: Of a man who sat down and became invisible after obeying the Voice of the Holy Spirit when he was attacked by herdsmen in his church; a man getting his vision back after years of blindness and many more. Were all those staged? No, Daddy Adeboye should be better than that, I thought. There and then, I decided to put an end to bed wetting! Several days after, I went to God in humility, asking for forgiveness and acknowledged His existence. I cried in desperation and asked God to heal me before this August runs out. It was like a bet, because I told Him that if He did it for me, I would testify to His own Glory. (Actually, that's the only thing I can give Him in return. He doesn't require any other thing from me). I told Him that it must be in this August, so that I will be convinced of His power.

I'm smiling right now while typing this, because from that day which was like the 12th or thereabout, I have been waking up as dry as ever! I would have done this testifying this past week, but my phone was down. I'm doing it now, though the month hasn't run out. It's my way of telling God, "Daddy, I believe You already and I have tasted of your mercy and goodness". I love You Lord!! And I will continue to serve you. This has made me see that God doesn't have to go about proving His existence or Power to people who doubt Him. It's even belittling of Him. Thank You sweet Jesus!
Please Nairalanders, I humbly ask you to help me thank the Lord for me. This will act as a seal to my healing. Affliction will not rise the second time. Never. Thank you very much.

I don't know, but if only you can try God today, you may be lucky enough to be shocked to the marrow by His wonders.

Please, the moderators should help me move this to front page. I don't know who to call, but they should help me reach greater audience that I may do good on my promise.


Mods, Thank you in advance. Righteousness2( This is an honorary mention for being a serious motivation, even though you may not know it).

Lollittaa:

Keep your opinions to yourself. Even if you don't believe in whatever he believes, be happy for him.
OP, congratulations. All glory be to God

Calitoscassius:
Errr....if he comes on here to preach rubbish about some none existence sky God then he should be prepared to accept other people's opinions..

God doesn't exist! God is just an imagination in ctazy people's head.


Sue me!

Sue yourself

Lollittaa:

Sue yourself

Jeromejnr:


Ahhhh...I said it you ain't that intelligent. I talk am.

Now let's focus on how you instead dug your own hole but claim its me who dug mine.

Cause this your argument, you're just like a mad man who claims he isn't mad but the others are.

So you say how do you know the OP had faith.

Of course I don't know. Only God can know that.

But its you who should prove that the OP cannot have faith more than a child who had cancer. Since you are the one claiming how he got his resolve is false.

What do you even know about faith sef?

Is it not the disciples of Jesus who had casted out many demons and healed the sick and when one day they tried it on a little boy, they couldn't. And they thought they had faith because of their past experiences.

But Jesus instead told them they were in Unbelief that's why they couldn't work miracle.

You are going into a subject to deep for you to understand sir. Its past your grade.

There are many families by the way who have believed God for the healing of their child form cancer. I mean it's on YouTube if you even want to watch.

Your argument doesn't have any strata to hold its own.

Atheists love to take a distinct sample (with same characters) and use the characteristics of that sample to make an argument for a whole (with different characteristics) and you think we can't see all through that fallacy.

(I mean even in soil sampling two approaches are used, Zone soil sampling and grid sampling. Scientists don't just assume well, because all the soils are together in a particular area, therefore they are all the same.)

First prove that there are no families on the earth that haven't received a miracle for their child then come back to make a claim. And If you wanna say they are lying, prove that they are.

I hope I am making you better in debates.

finally, Tell us why thousands of Christians still died from coronavirus even when many had faith and believed that they'd be healed.

kingxsamz:


You're not bright one bit.

The issue I raised is "ask and it shall be given unto you".
And you went on to say that those who asked but died didn't have enough faith and didn't believe enough. And I raised the issue of kids who were Christians from Christian parents who believed and had faith but yet still died from cancer. I also raised the issue of Christians who are still persecuted in the north despite all the prayers held by churches in the country. And you're talking another thing.
a lot them who died were pastors too. Kindly give an explanation intelligent guy.

Jeromejnr:


You are just like one guy I debated with, the argument was like this..

How did you get 4? I said 2+2. He then came back again, how did you get 4? I said 2+2. He came back like 5 times..and I gave up on his IQ.

What do I mean in your case?

I notice you always go about the same type of ideolog in different forms. But to you, you think your arguments are "evolving". But its just the same insanity over and over again.

So as to the parents you said believed, can you provide evidence that they believed? Who are these parents? Did they tell you they believed or do you assume for them?

Why haven't you answered any of my questions on providing proof?

I can't go to a peer review and say, well, the reason the the rat in the lab did not eat today, is because it wasn't hungry.

Well, how did you come about it being that it happened so because it wasn't hungry?

Then you answer well, because most of us do not eat when we are not hungry. That was I concluded such.

What will happen to you? You will be told to back and provide quantitative evidence of such.

Therefore I say to you, what is your evidence, those parents (whom I am sure you created In your head) had faith?

kingxsamz:


Look at you running around like a little rat.
The question hook you abi?
You don enter hole but to come out na problem.
Didn't you hear of the pastor who was so courageous in his faith that he told his congregation that coronavirus is too mild and has no business in "the house of God"? The man is just like you who thinks the virus was planned. Yet he still died, from the virus o. I mean, there's a of video of him preaching about it in his church. How about those Christians who recorded themselves in the hospital receiving treatment from covid-19 but still died after professing their faith?
You can lie to yourself all you want, but you and I both know you've clowned yourself for ignorantly lying on purpose that Christians who had faith haven't died from any circumstances whatsoever. You're an ignoramus.

Jeromejnr:


Ah i said it.

You heard a pastor say something.

Is that not why I gave you the example of the disciples who also said similar thing thinking they had faith? But Jesus told them they didn't.

You see why I said you don't even know what faith is.

How can you as a human even know someone has faith. Especially because someone said so?

I thought it was only God that can judge that? Hmmm.

Stop dodging the question. Thank God you have narrowed it down to a pastor.

Now prove that pastor had faith?

Also, So now you beleive the pastor had "faith" just because of what he said but can't beleive the OP just because of what he said.

You see the hypocrisy of selective judgement in a bid to pass a narrative. What of the many who got healed healed Corona by prayer. (Or maybe that one too is a lie abi).

You see why you can't survive in my field. Notice I wasnt even quoting scripture. You wanted to form logic and science so I have gone there.

In my field we deal with quantitative data, and so far you have provided none. Its just all bias and feelings.

So brother prove the Pastor had faith. (We don't want someone who will say well a dinosaur bone is 2 mill years old because another scientist told you. Bring your own data to either confirm or disprove it.)

Still waiting for proof.

That's why agnostics are much smarter than atheists..they belive they don't have all the evidence to make a final conclusion.

kingxsamz:


Rat.
According to our intellectual here, every Christian who died from Coronavirus last year didn't have enough faith that they'd be healed.
This is why I called you an ignoramus.
That name fits you well. .
And you keep avoiding the other point about Christians being persecuted in the north despite all the prayers. Abeg shift one side.
You have failed yourself, yet again.

kingxsamz:


Rat.
According to our intellectual here, every Christian who died from Coronavirus last year didn't have enough faith that they'd be healed.
This is why I called you an ignoramus.
That name fits you well. .
And you keep avoiding the other point about Christians being persecuted in the north despite all the prayers. Abeg shift one side.
You have failed yourself, yet again.

ItCanOnlyBeGod:
I know it sounds unbelievable. 19? The truth is, there are more people who are like the former me. This is not a drill. You can't tell the shame, the emotional burden, the crushed self-esteem that accompanies this ailment that literally has little or no cure. (Except correctional surgery, which I couldn't afford.)

For the past nineteen years of my life, I haven't considered myself as someone who has left babyhood. What started from infancy was what I didn't stop even at this age. I tell you, this is something you shouldn't pray for your enemies to have. Sleeping on a dry bed and having to wake up in the middle of the night just to find yourself soaked in the pool of your own urine.

I tried a lot of things: reducing water intake at night and setting alarms, yet non was effective. I even started reading articles on bed wetting that I stumbled on a Nairaland post where someone was asking for help. (He was made mockery of, as he was told to wear pampers at night). I still didn't find any solution except temporary remedies. When I was much younger, my mother came back home with some seeds and asked me to chew, saying that it is the final remedy for bed wetting. I chewed religiously, and it stopped for a week. For that week I couldn't believe myself. Waking up on a dry bed was as if I was gifted with a diamond. But then it returned. I chewed again, but this time there was no result. I lost hope. Literally. My only hope and consolation was to grow older and become rich so that I can have a surgery. Whenever I had to sleep outside for any reason, I would spend the whole while thinking of how the night would be. I would be thirsty, but the horror of bed wetting would keep me from drinking. Chai! This thing no be better thing o. Tueh! Not to think that each time it happened, I would be accused of being lazy or wetting the bed deliberately.

Like four or five years ago, I got closer to God. I prayed and prayed and prayed. I worked in the house of God (my local church) thinking that God would at least pardon me and bless me with healing for doing all these for Him. Deep down, I knew I was trying to bribe God. I was that desperate. It didn't work, of course. I cried to Him, fasted and prayed numerously yet there was no answer. That was when I began to question the existence of this God. Perhaps, I was simply indoctrinated to a religion that I was born into. Perhaps, He doesn't exist. Well, I continued working in His house, but only took it as a weekly social function. Sit there and do your work and go home and then return every service day. I started a lot of questioning within myself. Infact, I began to have resentment towards God. It was going towards severe hatred for Him.

Well, during this year's RCCG Convention titled "A New Wave Of Glory", I watched the program on television with my family. When it was testimony time, I began to hear testimonies that were unbelievable and questionable: Of a man who sat down and became invisible after obeying the Voice of the Holy Spirit when he was attacked by herdsmen in his church; a man getting his vision back after years of blindness and many more. Were all those staged? No, Daddy Adeboye should be better than that, I thought. There and then, I decided to put an end to bed wetting! Several days after, I went to God in humility, asking for forgiveness and acknowledged His existence. I cried in desperation and asked God to heal me before this August runs out. It was like a bet, because I told Him that if He did it for me, I would testify to His own Glory. (Actually, that's the only thing I can give Him in return. He doesn't require any other thing from me). I told Him that it must be in this August, so that I will be convinced of His power.

I'm smiling right now while typing this, because from that day which was like the 12th or thereabout, I have been waking up as dry as ever! I would have done this testifying this past week, but my phone was down. I'm doing it now, though the month hasn't run out. It's my way of telling God, "Daddy, I believe You already and I have tasted of your mercy and goodness". I love You Lord!! And I will continue to serve you. This has made me see that God doesn't have to go about proving His existence or Power to people who doubt Him. It's even belittling of Him. Thank You sweet Jesus!
Please Nairalanders, I humbly ask you to help me thank the Lord for me. This will act as a seal to my healing. Affliction will not rise the second time. Never. Thank you very much.

I don't know, but if only you can try God today, you may be lucky enough to be shocked to the marrow by His wonders.

Please, the moderators should help me move this to front page. I don't know who to call, but they should help me reach greater audience that I may do good on my promise.


Mods, Thank you in advance. Righteousness2( This is an honorary mention for being a serious motivation, even though you may not know it).

ItCanOnlyBeGod:
I know it sounds unbelievable. 19? The truth is, there are more people who are like the former me. This is not a drill. You can't tell the shame, the emotional burden, the crushed self-esteem that accompanies this ailment that literally has little or no cure. (Except correctional surgery, which I couldn't afford.)

For the past nineteen years of my life, I haven't considered myself as someone who has left babyhood. What started from infancy was what I didn't stop even at this age. I tell you, this is something you shouldn't pray for your enemies to have. Sleeping on a dry bed and having to wake up in the middle of the night just to find yourself soaked in the pool of your own urine.

I tried a lot of things: reducing water intake at night and setting alarms, yet non was effective. I even started reading articles on bed wetting that I stumbled on a Nairaland post where someone was asking for help. (He was made mockery of, as he was told to wear pampers at night). I still didn't find any solution except temporary remedies. When I was much younger, my mother came back home with some seeds and asked me to chew, saying that it is the final remedy for bed wetting. I chewed religiously, and it stopped for a week. For that week I couldn't believe myself. Waking up on a dry bed was as if I was gifted with a diamond. But then it returned. I chewed again, but this time there was no result. I lost hope. Literally. My only hope and consolation was to grow older and become rich so that I can have a surgery. Whenever I had to sleep outside for any reason, I would spend the whole while thinking of how the night would be. I would be thirsty, but the horror of bed wetting would keep me from drinking. Chai! This thing no be better thing o. Tueh! Not to think that each time it happened, I would be accused of being lazy or wetting the bed deliberately.

Like four or five years ago, I got closer to God. I prayed and prayed and prayed. I worked in the house of God (my local church) thinking that God would at least pardon me and bless me with healing for doing all these for Him. Deep down, I knew I was trying to bribe God. I was that desperate. It didn't work, of course. I cried to Him, fasted and prayed numerously yet there was no answer. That was when I began to question the existence of this God. Perhaps, I was simply indoctrinated to a religion that I was born into. Perhaps, He doesn't exist. Well, I continued working in His house, but only took it as a weekly social function. Sit there and do your work and go home and then return every service day. I started a lot of questioning within myself. Infact, I began to have resentment towards God. It was going towards severe hatred for Him.

Well, during this year's RCCG Convention titled "A New Wave Of Glory", I watched the program on television with my family. When it was testimony time, I began to hear testimonies that were unbelievable and questionable: Of a man who sat down and became invisible after obeying the Voice of the Holy Spirit when he was attacked by herdsmen in his church; a man getting his vision back after years of blindness and many more. Were all those staged? No, Daddy Adeboye should be better than that, I thought. There and then, I decided to put an end to bed wetting! Several days after, I went to God in humility, asking for forgiveness and acknowledged His existence. I cried in desperation and asked God to heal me before this August runs out. It was like a bet, because I told Him that if He did it for me, I would testify to His own Glory. (Actually, that's the only thing I can give Him in return. He doesn't require any other thing from me). I told Him that it must be in this August, so that I will be convinced of His power.

I'm smiling right now while typing this, because from that day which was like the 12th or thereabout, I have been waking up as dry as ever! I would have done this testifying this past week, but my phone was down. I'm doing it now, though the month hasn't run out. It's my way of telling God, "Daddy, I believe You already and I have tasted of your mercy and goodness". I love You Lord!! And I will continue to serve you. This has made me see that God doesn't have to go about proving His existence or Power to people who doubt Him. It's even belittling of Him. Thank You sweet Jesus!
Please Nairalanders, I humbly ask you to help me thank the Lord for me. This will act as a seal to my healing. Affliction will not rise the second time. Never. Thank you very much.

I don't know, but if only you can try God today, you may be lucky enough to be shocked to the marrow by His wonders.

Please, the moderators should help me move this to front page. I don't know who to call, but they should help me reach greater audience that I may do good on my promise.


Mods, Thank you in advance. Righteousness2( This is an honorary mention for being a serious motivation, even though you may not know it).

Jeromejnr:


Hahahah...my guy Don use style dodge my questions come dey run.
Toddler mentality.

Of course I can say many Chrsitians die of corona because of lack of faith. Afterall that is what bible teaches.

"and the prayer of faith shall save him that is sick, and the Lord shall raise him up"

You see, I have a framework. While you don't. That's why your argument is baseless.

You don't go to a football game and argue with the officials using hockey rules as your reasoning. You will be looked at as a mental patient.

I hope you can see your folly now.

The smartest atheist I have met here, its been long I saw him. The rest of you are just meh.