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What is the truth of God?

Dear friend: I will give you an experience of a Catholic priest seeking the truth for your reference.

Four. Expelled from Catholicism

185 1 year, I went to Illinois and established a French colony. At that time, I took 75,000 French Canadians with me. We settled in that vast grassland and occupied that place in the name of Catholicism. I became very rich after this great immigration began. I bought a bible for every family, and the bishop was furious at my decision. I didn't care at the time. I have no intention of leaving Catholicism. My wish is to try my best to lead them according to the teachings of Christ.

At that time, the Bishop of Chicago did something that we French Canadians could not tolerate. He committed a felony. I appealed to the Pope, who replaced the bishop and sent a new bishop to replace him. He sent a senior priest to see me.

He said to me, "Kriikku, we are glad that you can replace the former bishop. He is really a bad guy, but many people think that you seem to be divorced from Roman Catholicism. Some people suspect that you are a pagan and a reformed Christian. Can you give me an open document to prove that you and your brothers still belong to Catholicism? "

I said, "Of course I want to."

He went on to say, "The new bishop sent by the Pope wants you to write a confession."

So I picked up a piece of paper-this seems to be my most precious opportunity to send out the voice that shakes my faith day and night, and I also want to convince myself that Catholic priests and believers really follow the word of God, not just the old traditions of the past. The following is what I wrote:

"Bishop, all immigrants from , Illinois, belong to the Holy Roman Archdiocese wholeheartedly, and there is no redemption outside the church. To prove this, we are willing to obey your authority, that is, according to the word of God, as stated in the Gospel of Christ. "

After I signed it, I made my congregation sign it. So I gave it to the bishop's representative and asked his opinion. He said, "This is what I need." He made every effort to ensure that the new bishop would accept such a promise.

When the Bishop read my letter of guarantee, he felt very relieved and even wept for joy. He said to me, "We are glad that you gave me this letter of guarantee, because we are afraid that you and your parishioners will turn over a new leaf."

My friend, I must be ashamed of my blindness. At that time, I was bent on pleasing the bishop. At that time, I had not made peace with God. The Bishop then gave me a "Peace Book", declaring that I was one of his best priests. So I went back to my congregation and decided to stay among them for a long time, but God took care of me from his love, and he wanted to get rid of the peace contract that only obeyed people's will and did not obey God.

After I left the bishop, he told other bishops about my letter of guarantee to the telegraph office and asked for their opinions. They all replied to him on the same day, and their opinions were roughly the same. He said to the effect, "Don't you know that Qi Li's loss is a disguised form of error correction? I'm afraid he turned you into a Protestant, too He signed this contract out of loyalty. He just promised to give in to the word of God, not you. If you don't destroy this peace book, you are a reformed believer yourself. "

Ten days later, I received a letter from the bishop. I went to see him, and he asked me for a "peace book", which he gave me the other day. I handed it to him, and when he saw that it was his letter, he immediately ran to the fire and threw it into it. I hurried to save it from the fire, but it was too late and the letter had been burned.

So I asked the bishop and said, "Bishop, how can you break my contract without my permission?"

He replied, "I am your boss, and I have no obligation to answer you."

"Yes, Bishop! My boss, I have nothing but a humble priest, but there is a great god here, far greater than you and me. I can't give up in front of anyone and protest your crimes in front of God. "

"Ah," he replied, "have you come to give me a lesson?"

I replied, "No, but I want to know if you insulted me by calling me here."

"Pray for Li Kui!" He said, "The contract you gave me is not a guarantee."

I immediately replied, "Tell me, what kind of contract do you want me to write to guarantee?"

He said, "You should delete the sentence first:' According to the word of God, just like what is said in the Gospel of Christ.' I mean, you have to say that you are willing to obey my authority unconditionally, and you can do whatever I tell you to do. "

So I stood up and said to him, "Bishop, what you ask me is not a contractual guarantee, but I worship you, so I have to refuse your request."

"Now," he said, "if you refuse to give me a contract guarantee, you will no longer be a Catholic priest."

I raised my hand to God and said, "May Almighty God be praised forever!" " "So I went out.

I went back to the hotel, and in my room, I knelt before God to check what I had done before God, so I clearly saw for the first time that Catholicism was not the church of Christ. I realized that a terrible fact came not from reformed Christians, but from Catholics themselves. I have seen that I can't stay among them unless I give up the word of God in a contract. I should simply give up the Roman Catholic Church. But friends! A dark cloud hung over me, and in that darkness I shouted, "My God! Oh, my God! Why is my soul entangled in such a dark cloud? "

When I cried, I prayed to God to clear the way for me. But after waiting for a while, there was no answer. I have given up Catholicism. I left behind my position, honor, brothers and sisters, everything I loved. I seem to see popes, bishops and priests attacking me all the time in words and on the podium. I seem to see that they are trying to take away my reputation, status and even my life. I saw Catholicism and my life-and-death battle. But I can't find it. I see my best friends are going to curse me and treat me as a shameless traitor. I seem to see that my parishioners rejected me and my beloved motherland cursed me. I became a person rejected by the whole world.

Then I thought, there are some friends among reformed Christians, but I used to stand on the opposite side of them. I have no friends among them. At that time, I saw that only one person was fighting. At that terrible moment, if God hadn't worked miracles for me, I couldn't bear it myself. I couldn't seem to leave my house and enter a cold world, where I couldn't find anyone to shake my hand or look at me with a smiling face. People there only regard me as a traitor.

It seems that God is far away from me, but in fact he is by my side. Suddenly, an idea came to me. "You have the Bible, read it! You can find the light from there. " I knelt there with trembling hands and opened the Bible. "You paid a high price, don't be a slave." (brother. 7: 23) At that time, it was not that I could find this Bible, but that God inspired me to open it and opened my eyes to make me understand.

Because of this poem, I have light in my heart. This is the first time I have seen the mystery of great salvation, which is seen by people with flesh and blood. I said to myself, "Jesus saved me. If Jesus redeemed me, he must have saved me, then I have been saved. Jesus is my God, and all God's work is finished. As for me, I am undoubtedly completely saved. Jesus won't just save me half! I was saved by the precious blood of the lamb, and I was saved by the death of Jesus. " These words are indescribable sweetness and happiness to me, just like the spring of life has been opened and new light has flooded into my heart. I said to myself, "if I come to Mary, I can't be saved." Purgatory, atonement or repentance can't save me. Only Jesus saved me. " Since then, some false truths of Catholicism have been removed from my heart, just like a tall tower being destroyed and collapsed from its foundation.

So I am full of joy and peace. I don't think angels can be happier than this. The blood of the lamb filled my poor sinner's heart, and then I said loudly in a happy voice, "Ah! My dear Jesus, I feel it, I know. You saved me, ah! By the grace of God, I accept you into my heart and live in me forever, making me clean and strong, becoming my way, my life and my light, and making me live in you forever. But, dear Jesus, don't just save me, but also save my compatriots. Send me to tell them this grace, so that they can accept it and be as happy as I am now. "

I hope I can help you!