I stopped trusting Jesus. Why? because it was a bad choice, the worst choice I ever made.
33 now, I made the choice to follow Jesus when I was 15, and I have done so with passion. But my passion is dead, I cannot wait any longer for God to do what he said...break the power of sin in my life. I did everything I was supposed to do, but god did not. I cannot even say god with a capital G anymore, I refuse to.
I doubt Gods love, and since the age of 15 I have tried my best to seek him in every decision I made, and here I am, don't even know what the holy spirit leading is, and I swear to god, I fast often for that main purpose - to be more sensitive to the leading and guiding of the holy spirit...all to no avail.
My life has no true purpose. They say you find your purpose in Jesus, well, that a lie, because this jesus has not given me any purpose. All the things I wanted to do for him, I no longer want to do, because I am still bound by sin in every way imaginable. I do not know what else to do, and I have tried everything inside the bible, and some things outside of the bible. That's how I know that trusting the bible to be real and following jesus were the worse things I ever did. Because jesus of the bible was a deliverer, but to this day, I have found no deliverance from that man.
I openly confessed him and trusted him, and now I am rejecting the thought of him. They say the closer you get to him, the more like him you will become, well, I do not want to be close to god anymore. When I tried to get close, and I did try, but I only hated life more and found less joy a meaningfulness in life. It's sad too because I have a wife and children who I preach Christ to adamantly (not like a preacher), and try to lead in a goldy example. But it's just not working. So I'm done trying.
I just needed to vent.
Many will disagree with how I choose to respond to this, because it will be recommending a certain brand of the faith, but I am going to speak none the less.
Your post could have come strait from my lips a few years ago OP. In fact your style of speaking is very similar to mine as well.
I was brought up Baptist, taught in the faith my one of the most faithful women I've ever known, my grandmother. She spent all my childhood teaching me the Bible in the Baptist way, and teaching me what morality was.
Unfortunately I became an addict to masturbation, and later hardcore porn around 12. All I wanted was to be free of it, but I was completely unable to no matter what family or my pastor would recommend. I would work myself up to try to love Jesus more. I would listen to emotional Christian music, read emotional Biblical passages, or watch emotional Christian movies. I would bring myself to the point of tears, only to later that day be right back where I was in front of a computer screen, or hiding somewhere in my house sinning against my Body and God.
Around 15 I didn't really believe in God. I started experimenting with other religion. I started out with Wiccanism, which is paganism reconstructed. At the same time I started trying to watch the most horrific content I could find online (gore) to try to desensitize myself to guilt. My thinking was that if I got used to sin, it wouldn't bother me. I blamed my upbringing for "brainwashing me" into thinking morally. I cursed at God and Christ frequently, because it felt good, and because I believed they were choosing not to help me.
This continued for several years, with me becoming darker and darker in thought. I tried Buddhism, Hinduism, Islam, Zoroastrianism, Gnosticism, Kabbalic practice, Self initiation into many occult though streams. I started leaning towards atheism and focusing on UFOs and the like. I was truly lost, and truly hated everyone around me, especially my family. My porn tastes were getting horrifying, as I had been watching porn, and gory movies for so long that the two started to mix. I can't even express how hopeless I was. All I wanted to do was die. And I thought God wasn't helping. At this time I was enlisted in the marines (pre deployment), and my Father offered to pay for me to go to Word of Life Bible institute in Florida. It was a Baptist Mission college. While I was down there I grew even further away from the faith because the professors could not answer my questions. In fact they were making what I saw to be flaws in the faith more apparent, when in reality they were merely flaws in interpretation.
I had to leave WOL because my Dad didn't actually have the money for me to go, and to be honest I was back on Atheism, and watching porn in my dorms right next to my fellow students who were trying to study the Bible. They weren't asking the same questions I was asking, but some of them were struggling with other things.
I enlisted in the Navy. Was going to be a nuclear engineer making 100k a year working in submarines if all went to plan. It did not. In basic training many things happened with my fellow recruits that eventually led me to a complete mental breakdown both in myself, and several others in my division.
I tried to kill myself as best I could one night in the compartment. I failed.
I had to spend 3 months on base and a few weeks in the mental ward before I was cleared to return home. During this time I was absolutely hopeless. I had nothing. No formal education, no ability to re enlist, no future. For years I had been praying for God to show me answers, for truth. I would be in physical agony sometimes because of the stress of it.
It was when I was at my lowest God revealed to me what I now believe to be true.
I was put in a working party on base. We were told to do work since we were rejects with no other use for the military except grunt work. They had us moving chairs in the Chapel, when I was told to grab some chairs in the Orthodox Chapel. As soon as I walked in my life started to change. What I saw before me was a very basic setup for Orthodox worship, but it immediately drew my interest. I went to a service that week and the service was the most genuine thing I had ever experienced in my life.
There was no emotional music, no passionate preaching, no showing off, or promises of change. It was me, the Priest, and two others. Performing one of the most ancient Christian services ever. The Orthodox Liturgy is both a song and a prayer. It is one long prayer sung between the People and the priest. A call and response. The singing wasn't pretty, but it was the most genuine thing I had ever experienced in my life. I talked to the priest afterward, and he gave me some books that I could read while on base. In learning about the Orthodox Faith I was exposed to something that I had never even considered before. Something so foreign to me, yet its interpretation of Scripture made more sense than anything ever. Why? Because the Orthodox Church is the oldest church in the World. They do not change their doctrine to try not to be one way (As protestants often base their beliefs on trying NOT to be Catholic), they didn't go over the top with power and worshiping things that were not God (Such as the Roman Catholic Church). No. They had a belief completely archaic.
I spent 3 years before converting trying to question the faith in every way I could find. I took every position the Church held, and looked at whether or not it worked alongside scripture, and they did. There was no twisting of words to suit a theological hole. The faith was already complete.
And during this time I was learning the Orthodox Way of dealing with sin. A church with 2000 years of wise men, both monastic, and non, giving genuine teachings about how to not sin.
Many here will tell you you do not need to overcome sin, that you should not worry about it, that it is hopeless, and that you only need to have faith. This IS SATANS GREATEST LIE.
Christ said "Go and be perfect", James said "Faith without works is dead".
The Orthodox Church had genuine teachings about how to start to rid your life of sin, and since I have converted, they have helped me immensely. I am joining a monastery in a few weeks, because I crave more time to work on my own sin, and to study the teachings of the Bible, and the Church- but I urge you to look into the Apostolic teachings, the teachings of the Desert fathers, and how they looked at sin.
My favorite book of all time is this
If you can read one book to help yourself do it. I can't say it will fix all your problems on its own, as it has to be applied, but if you genuinely want a place to start to change- I believe this is a good spot to help you. It is one of the most profound and easy to read books I have ever touched.
Best of wishes to you. I thought for years God didn't want to help me. That he was torturing me. But he was allowing me to see the full consequences of my sin, and the ends that they brought. I am so happy I went through the pain I have been through. As now that I am making progress I fully appreciate the change, and the faith I have been shown. For it is true, and I 100% believe that the Orthodox way of approaching sin is the ONLY way we can hope to grow to be Christ like.
Lord Jesus Christ have mercy apon me a sinner.