Christian Ho'oponopono Forgiveness Practice: Your Key to Forgiving Yourself, Accepting God's Forgiveness, Releasing Guilt and Fear, and Finding Inner Peace (ePub)

I grew up in a small town during the ‘60s, as so many Americans did. My parents were Protestants but not very religious, so I had a lot of freedom to search many paths and areas of faith for myself. I did go to church with my father, where he sang in the choir and taught Sunday school to older children than I.

Our Sunday school had a pleasant enough atmosphere though I wasn’t too impressed with it all. The kind teachers would tell us about Jesus loving us and also that God was our Father in Heaven and He, too, loved us very much. We were to believe in Jesus Christ so that we would go to Heaven when we die. The minister, on the other hand, seemed to concentrate on Hell and punishment if we didn’t live up to God’s commandments.

I often felt inner stirrings of wanting some spiritual connection to God, though I didn’t understand what it was. I would try to read the Bible but, since I always started at Genesis on page 1, it was just dry narrative to me and I couldn’t get very far.
The adults told us to pray to a loving Father in Heaven, but, when I heard them pray, they would tell God in their prayers that they were miserable sinners and so undeserving of His blessings, and then they would then start listing all the things they wanted Him to do, “if it was His will.”

I did not feel particularly sinful — surely God understood the temptations of a little girl — and since Jesus forgave sincere believers, why should I concentrate on being sinful rather than living and being in God’s glory. From a very young age, I felt close to the Holy Spirit, to angels and to Jesus, and never feared God. I wondered why adults did not practice what they taught. My private world with the Savior was safe, though I occasionally ran into others’ mean spiritedness in the outer world of school and, later, adult society.

After I graduated high school, I moved in with my grandmother while attending community college. She was very wise and deeply spiritual and loved me dearly. I loved