[Nobar King]

I did a Google search but I did not find any results. I was just wondering if anybody has any anecdotal evidence about people who are able to convince their parents to switch religions. I have never heard of this happening, but stranger things have happened.

[Mary Etheldreda]

I tried for a long time to convince my mother to stop her pagan ways once Christ opened up my own eyes to His True Glory. She refuses to stop going to the Catholic church, refuses to stop eating those goofy crackers, she carries a rosary in her handbag even to this day. I used to pray for her. I would pray to Jesus for hours, until my knees were bruised and my face a big, red, blob of tear-streaked horror. I prayed that Jesus would speak through me and give her the words she needed to hear to abandon the lies of the Catholic church and come to Him. I prayed that Jesus would see in her heart that she really would love Him appropriately if only He would break through the lifetime of brainwashing. I begged and pleaded and stormed the Throne Room of Heaven. I rebuked Satan in my mother's life and demanded the demons be gone. I pleaded with Jesus and prayed without ceasing. But she is stubborn and refuses to give up her false beliefs.

She's dead to me now. I look at her and all I see is a walking corpse harboring a dead soul awaiting the moment the last breath leaves the body and her consciousness moves on to her eternal punishment. It used to make me sad. I cried for months. But then I realized that in her pain and suffering was the evidence of God's Perfect Glory! In know when I'm in Heaven and I see my mother and my extended family, and everyone I ever knew who didn't accept Christ suffer and burn and cry out in endless pain, that I am watching the Divine Character of My Lord and Savior in His Infinite Justice, to which I have been spared by His Abounding Mercy!

Originally Posted by Jonathan Edwards

When they [the saints in heaven] shall see the smoke of their torment [the damned], and the raging of the flames of their burning, and hear their dolorous shrieks and cries, and consider that they in the meantime are in the most blissful state, and shall surely be in it to all eternity; how will they rejoice!

So now I'm happy and anticipate an eternity of rejoicing! My mother shall yet glorify the LORD even to her eternal damnation, and I shall spend eternity praising my Savior while watching my mother suffer for Him!

So to answer your question, it didn't work for me but I no longer care.

[Nobar King]

I'm praying for you that your mother changes her mind before she dies.

[Titus Templeton]

Feels like my children aren't even capable of having own opinions.
I follow Cranky Old Man's How to Raise children Guide.

[Joanna Lytton-Vasey]

Originally Posted by Nobar King

I'm praying for you that your mother changes her mind before she dies.

That's an extraordinarily noble and caring sentiment Brother Nobar, but my feeling is that if Mary doesn't care then nor do I.

[Just Chris]

Originally Posted by Mary Etheldreda

I tried for a long time to convince my mother to stop her pagan ways once Christ opened up my own eyes to His True Glory. She refuses to stop going to the Catholic church, refuses to stop eating those goofy crackers, she carries a rosary in her handbag even to this day. I used to pray for her. I would pray to Jesus for hours, until my knees were bruised and my face a big, red, blob of tear-streaked horror. I prayed that Jesus would speak through me and give her the words she needed to hear to abandon the lies of the Catholic church and come to Him. I prayed that Jesus would see in her heart that she really would love Him appropriately if only He would break through the lifetime of brainwashing. I begged and pleaded and stormed the Throne Room of Heaven. I rebuked Satan in my mother's life and demanded the demons be gone. I pleaded with Jesus and prayed without ceasing. But she is stubborn and refuses to give up her false beliefs.

She's dead to me now. I look at her and all I see is a walking corpse harboring a dead soul awaiting the moment the last breath leaves the body and her consciousness moves on to her eternal punishment. It used to make me sad. I cried for months. But then I realized that in her pain and suffering was the evidence of God's Perfect Glory! In know when I'm in Heaven and I see my mother and my extended family, and everyone I ever knew who didn't accept Christ suffer and burn and cry out in endless pain, that I am watching the Divine Character of My Lord and Savior in His Infinite Justice, to which I have been spared by His Abounding Mercy!



So now I'm happy and anticipate an eternity of rejoicing! My mother shall yet glorify the LORD even to her eternal damnation, and I shall spend eternity praising my Savior while watching my mother suffer for Him!

So to answer your question, it didn't work for me but I no longer care.

you should never say your mother is dead to you because she different form of Christianity. I would expect a true Christian like you follow the 5th commandment which is to honor thy father and mother. You my sister might want to read the 10 commandments again for you have forgotten one and I would hate it if you forgot the others as well.

[Cranky Old Man]

No parent should listen to their child, ever.

Ephesians 6:1 "Children, obey your parents because you belong to the Lord, for this is the right thing to do."

[Mary Etheldreda]

Originally Posted by Chris-the-Knuckle-Head

you should never say your mother is dead to you because she different form of Christianity. I would expect a true Christian like you follow the 5th commandment which is to honor thy father and mother. You my sister might want to read the 10 commandments again for you have forgotten one and I would hate it if you forgot the others as well.

You're confused dear. Firstly, I'm not your sister, for you are not my brother. Secondly, the LORD tells me the way to honor my mother is to hate her (Luke 14:26). Because she has made the decision to live and work against Christ my Savior, she has chosen the life of the lonely (Luke 11:23). I have no recourse but to leave her among the dead (Matthew 8:22), and stop wasting my breath on trying to help her (Matthew 7:6). Until she has repented and her soul has been regenerated (John 3:3), she is nothing more than a pile of festering menstrual rags to Jesus (Isaiah 64:6), and so for me to elevate that repulsive pile of crusty cooter blood over Him would be the epitome of offensiveness.

You see, I do this precisely because I love the Lord my God so very, very much that it would pain me to even consider putting another in front of Him (Deuteronomy 6:5). Like Abraham before me, I will do anything for the Lord my God (Genesis 22:10). My mother may have given birth to me, she may have nurtured me and fed me and cared for me when I was an infant, and for many, many years after. She may have loved me and sacrificed her own desires and even some needs for my benefit even without my knowledge. But she does not love Jesus, and He has created a place for her because of this (Matthew 25:41).

Would you really try and persuade me to ignore the command of my Redeemer, the divine relationship I know to be real because I feel it in my heart, the Savior I talk to in my mind every day, the One who sends me secret messages throughout the day through seemingly coincidental or even unrelated events to let me know He cares, in favor of my mother who can only offer me personal company and a reciprocal, mutually respectful relationship? Why should I care about that? Anyone can offer me real-time conversation, a body I can see, touch, smell, and hear physically, talk to me and answer my questions at the time I ask, but only Jesus can relate to me in my own mind without anyone else knowing about it! What can warm hugs, comforting conversation, practical advice, or enjoyable shared experiences have over Salvation from the most horrifying torture in the Universe?

[Just Chris]

Originally Posted by Mary Etheldreda

You're confused dear. Firstly, I'm not your sister, for you are not my brother. Secondly, the LORD tells me the way to honor my mother is to hate her (Luke 14:26). Because she has made the decision to live and work against Christ my Savior, she has chosen the life of the lonely (Luke 11:23). I have no recourse but to leave her among the dead (Matthew 8:22), and stop wasting my breath on trying to help her (Matthew 7:6). Until she has repented and her soul has been regenerated (John 3:3), she is nothing more than a pile of festering menstrual rags to Jesus (Isaiah 64:6), and so for me to elevate that repulsive pile of crusty cooter blood over Him would be the epitome of offensiveness.

You see, I do this precisely because I love the Lord my God so very, very much that it would pain me to even consider putting another in front of Him (Deuteronomy 6:5). Like Abraham before me, I will do anything for the Lord my God (Genesis 22:10). My mother may have given birth to me, she may have nurtured me and fed me and cared for me when I was an infant, and for many, many years after. She may have loved me and sacrificed her own desires and even some needs for my benefit even without my knowledge. But she does not love Jesus, and He has created a place for her because of this (Matthew 25:41).

Would you really try and persuade me to ignore the command of my Redeemer, the divine relationship I know to be real because I feel it in my heart, the Savior I talk to in my mind every day, the One who sends me secret messages throughout the day through seemingly coincidental or even unrelated events to let me know He cares, in favor of my mother who can only offer me personal company and a reciprocal, mutually respectful relationship? Why should I care about that? Anyone can offer me real-time conversation, a body I can see, touch, smell, and hear physically, talk to me and answer my questions at the time I ask, but only Jesus can relate to me in my own mind without anyone else knowing about it! What can warm hugs, comforting conversation, practical advice, or enjoyable shared experiences have over Salvation from the most horrifying torture in the Universe?

when I said sister I meant it as in sister in Christ also your mother is Catholic the Catholics worship Jesus and the holy father like we do. They are a Christian religion like ours. Sure their are differences in both but since we worship the same Lord we must all learn to work together and unite after all we are all the children of God and as his children he would not want to see us fight over a few differences in ideology.

[Zechariah Smyth]

Originally Posted by Chris-the-Knuckle-Head

but since we worship the same Lord we must all learn to work together and unite after all we are all the children of God and as his children he would not want to see us fight over a few differences in ideology.

Good grief, you sound like those nasty mudslimes who claim allah (fried bacon be upon him) is the same as the REAL God!

Seriously, can you imagine Jesus telling you to drink camel piss?



Yours in Christ (NOT MARY),

Z. Smyth

[Harsha Shah]

Yes, it is Harsha Shah here.

Yes, I am thinking that the child cannot really change the parents' religion but if something bad is happening to the child the parents may start to think about their religion in more depth. Yes. I am hoping that I am not offending you but often I have been observing how a child's accident or illness is making the parents lose their faith. This has been happening with christianity and islam but also in our Indian religions. Yes. I have been very lucky and no terrible things have been happening to me, yes. My parents are practicing their religion and I am not trying to change them. Yes.

[Mei Saeki]

You're not supposed to hate your mom. BUT for the first time, you have got something right, that scripture, Luke 14:26 means to cut off any of your family that isn't following the Son of God. Congrats, for once you were right!

[Titus Templeton]

I mean Jesus basically made his parents change to Christianity!