Had a dream last December.
God showed me all the junk in my heart, and then also this foul spirit that is laughing at me all day, which is the old man who I used to live in. I don't totally get it all completely, I just know it's corruption and the stuff that was in my heart was no good.
I tried repenting. And then I stepped out in faith to get a wife, because I believe this was part of the repentance of changing my lifestyle ... I wanted a wife, but I was not pursuing it because I had given up basically.
Then I went on a date with an extremely attractive Christian woman, and she wanted to go on a second date with me for some reason. After the first date, I knew it would be no good because she was too attractive. But, I thought, "Well, don't judge on looks give her a chance." Bad move.
Second date, satan showed up in it and spoke through her, and other than doing something very dramatic like rebuking the devil in public, it wasn't something I could fix. Now, I don't care that I did not get to date her again. That's not the issue at all. But it was that what she said, mirrored exactly what my pastor said, and it was persecution. And it's like, if I got to listen to the devil from Christians, it stinks because I'll end up believing it if it's coming out of my pastor's mouth.
Ultimately, they all want me to jump through hoops and twist myself to be something God did not make me to be, and that I do not know, so I can please their viewpoints on what it means to look for a wife/partner.
God showed me what I need out of a wife from scripture, and it doesn't agree with their attitudes or beliefs.
And this devastated my heart and I haven't been able to recover from it. I gave up looking for a wife after this. Now since then, God has showed me what I need for a wife and I did not know it back then. But I have zero motivation to date.
All the motivation I had before, died completely. Like the plant in the seed parable, I believed God's word about getting a wife, my plant shot up with a fury, and then when persecution came from Christians in my life, I had no root to endure and rebuke them to their faces, and I caved, and my plant withered in my heart and died.
I am also an extremely unlikable person. And when I was believing God's word, this started to get fixed. People noticed a difference in me. Then it died and reverted to how I was before.
Problem is I can't get that motivation back. It's gone like chaff in the wind.
Last night, I had a dream about how I needed to repent. And I was going to repent again by driving away in my truck (turning away from sin)... but then I saw fires burning in the distance, and I was just like, "I should go burn in the fire, who cares?"
I just know that dream I had in December was God and it was baaaad stuff... and then I repented and saw immediate results, and then I lost it. And look, I could certainly "try" again, but I would fail. It would just sputter out of the gate with about 5% of the motivation I had before, and I would fizzle.
"Or suppose a king is about to go to war against another king. Won't he first sit down and consider whether he is able with ten thousand men to oppose the one coming against him with twenty thousand?
Based on the dream I had in December, I think God will kill me (permissive will) and take me to heaven if I persist in this. That said, I never cared much about death one way or another. I only care in the context of other people it can damage. Besides, fear of death, can't motivate you to do good as a Christian... doesn't work that way.
God showed me all the junk in my heart, and then also this foul spirit that is laughing at me all day, which is the old man who I used to live in. I don't totally get it all completely, I just know it's corruption and the stuff that was in my heart was no good.
I tried repenting. And then I stepped out in faith to get a wife, because I believe this was part of the repentance of changing my lifestyle ... I wanted a wife, but I was not pursuing it because I had given up basically.
Then I went on a date with an extremely attractive Christian woman, and she wanted to go on a second date with me for some reason. After the first date, I knew it would be no good because she was too attractive. But, I thought, "Well, don't judge on looks give her a chance." Bad move.
Second date, satan showed up in it and spoke through her, and other than doing something very dramatic like rebuking the devil in public, it wasn't something I could fix. Now, I don't care that I did not get to date her again. That's not the issue at all. But it was that what she said, mirrored exactly what my pastor said, and it was persecution. And it's like, if I got to listen to the devil from Christians, it stinks because I'll end up believing it if it's coming out of my pastor's mouth.
Ultimately, they all want me to jump through hoops and twist myself to be something God did not make me to be, and that I do not know, so I can please their viewpoints on what it means to look for a wife/partner.
God showed me what I need out of a wife from scripture, and it doesn't agree with their attitudes or beliefs.
And this devastated my heart and I haven't been able to recover from it. I gave up looking for a wife after this. Now since then, God has showed me what I need for a wife and I did not know it back then. But I have zero motivation to date.
All the motivation I had before, died completely. Like the plant in the seed parable, I believed God's word about getting a wife, my plant shot up with a fury, and then when persecution came from Christians in my life, I had no root to endure and rebuke them to their faces, and I caved, and my plant withered in my heart and died.
I am also an extremely unlikable person. And when I was believing God's word, this started to get fixed. People noticed a difference in me. Then it died and reverted to how I was before.
Problem is I can't get that motivation back. It's gone like chaff in the wind.
Last night, I had a dream about how I needed to repent. And I was going to repent again by driving away in my truck (turning away from sin)... but then I saw fires burning in the distance, and I was just like, "I should go burn in the fire, who cares?"
I just know that dream I had in December was God and it was baaaad stuff... and then I repented and saw immediate results, and then I lost it. And look, I could certainly "try" again, but I would fail. It would just sputter out of the gate with about 5% of the motivation I had before, and I would fizzle.
"Or suppose a king is about to go to war against another king. Won't he first sit down and consider whether he is able with ten thousand men to oppose the one coming against him with twenty thousand?
Based on the dream I had in December, I think God will kill me (permissive will) and take me to heaven if I persist in this. That said, I never cared much about death one way or another. I only care in the context of other people it can damage. Besides, fear of death, can't motivate you to do good as a Christian... doesn't work that way.
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