"How did you become a Christian?"
The answer: I had anxiety attacks and decided to pray to God and He turned my focus away from my problems and unto Him and I found out that accepting Jesus was the only way to get to Heaven doesn't necessarily suffice when you've doubted as much and as severely as I have.
No human or kind words can feel the void of awkwardness or upset that I feel when listening to people ecstatically exclaim their personal testimony of how they were in a bad place and Jesus "turned their life around", whilst I have a response like above (previously stated).
Romans 10:9...confess with your mouth that Jesus is Lord and believe in your heart God raised Him from the dead and you shall be saved.
Of all my curiosity, I've never quite understood what that meant; to believe in your heart. How do you know when you believe? Is it a feeling? What does believe even mean, biblically speaking?
The hardest thing of all about this is that it feels deliberate. Like God has brought me this far, but I'm still on the outside looking in. Like I'm still not. Like God does not want to save me.
And of course I have the enemy on my back saying "give up"..."give up already". But hellbound is not a place we ought to be.
Why is this happening, though?
I pray for faith, belief, and a heart of repentance.
I pray for my desire to sin to end.
I pray for God to make me realize deep down in this black pit of my heart that I AM a sinner and I NEED a Savior and that Savior is the ONLY way into heaven.
I pray for my heart to change.
I pray to be overwhelmed and brought down with tears and thanksgiving for what Jesus did.
I want to be overwhelmed by God's glory.
I want to want.
I want to desire more righteousness.
I want to be more righteous.
I pray for all of this.
I pray..
...........and pray...
.............................and pray.
But God hasn't necessarily answered me.
Why is this happening?
Why doesn't God help me? Why doesn't God answer me? Why do I still feel, think, and believe like I am not saved? I don't know where I'll end up when I die....
Why doesn't God change that?
The answer: I had anxiety attacks and decided to pray to God and He turned my focus away from my problems and unto Him and I found out that accepting Jesus was the only way to get to Heaven doesn't necessarily suffice when you've doubted as much and as severely as I have.
No human or kind words can feel the void of awkwardness or upset that I feel when listening to people ecstatically exclaim their personal testimony of how they were in a bad place and Jesus "turned their life around", whilst I have a response like above (previously stated).
Romans 10:9...confess with your mouth that Jesus is Lord and believe in your heart God raised Him from the dead and you shall be saved.
Of all my curiosity, I've never quite understood what that meant; to believe in your heart. How do you know when you believe? Is it a feeling? What does believe even mean, biblically speaking?
The hardest thing of all about this is that it feels deliberate. Like God has brought me this far, but I'm still on the outside looking in. Like I'm still not. Like God does not want to save me.
And of course I have the enemy on my back saying "give up"..."give up already". But hellbound is not a place we ought to be.
Why is this happening, though?
I pray for faith, belief, and a heart of repentance.
I pray for my desire to sin to end.
I pray for God to make me realize deep down in this black pit of my heart that I AM a sinner and I NEED a Savior and that Savior is the ONLY way into heaven.
I pray for my heart to change.
I pray to be overwhelmed and brought down with tears and thanksgiving for what Jesus did.
I want to be overwhelmed by God's glory.
I want to want.
I want to desire more righteousness.
I want to be more righteous.
I pray for all of this.
I pray..
...........and pray...
.............................and pray.
But God hasn't necessarily answered me.
Why is this happening?
Why doesn't God help me? Why doesn't God answer me? Why do I still feel, think, and believe like I am not saved? I don't know where I'll end up when I die....
Why doesn't God change that?