I pose a question hoping to reveal a common thread among us. I've recently cut ties with a legalistic church that has piled on a mind that was not very healthy to begin with. They continue to approach me and try other tactics to manipulate my life again. The whole ordeal has left me pretty jaded, exhausted, depressed. I'm quite hostile toward them, but because I am aware of this I avoid them so I do not completely destroy whatever little peace there is left. Even though they are constantly trying to "catch up" with me. I harbor a lot of resent toward them for having a hand in degrading my mental state even further. Now they try to break up my engagement. I'm doing what I can to ward them off at the moment, but trying to maintain distance.
I have to admit, part of this is for my own satisfaction. Part of it is for my own survival. I've devolved into an instinctual survival mode. Like a wounded animal that is being hunted. Eventually they will corner me and I will eviscerate them, with my words of course.
It has left me all very bent and jaded. They made me feel like trash for a long time. For a while there I believed it too. Now I feel robbed, but at the same time I am learning to cope with who I am and seeking professional help for my mental issues. I'm learning to deal with my broken humanity, the things that make me imperfect. The things I can't seem to change, rather than hating myself I'm beginning to accept my tragic state. As I connect with people, I learn that deep down we all harbor the same faults it seems. I then realize my former legalistic comrades are delusional. I seem to understand people, where as they treat people like an unclean thing.
Trying out new churches, current one seems promising. They do a lot for the community. But there was scripture I wanted to share with you all. One night depressed, I felt the need to open the God's Word. I randomly opened it up to Isaiah. Specifically, 57:14-19
I wrote this down on a piece of paper and put it inside my wallet. So that at anytime I can read it.
I have to admit, part of this is for my own satisfaction. Part of it is for my own survival. I've devolved into an instinctual survival mode. Like a wounded animal that is being hunted. Eventually they will corner me and I will eviscerate them, with my words of course.
It has left me all very bent and jaded. They made me feel like trash for a long time. For a while there I believed it too. Now I feel robbed, but at the same time I am learning to cope with who I am and seeking professional help for my mental issues. I'm learning to deal with my broken humanity, the things that make me imperfect. The things I can't seem to change, rather than hating myself I'm beginning to accept my tragic state. As I connect with people, I learn that deep down we all harbor the same faults it seems. I then realize my former legalistic comrades are delusional. I seem to understand people, where as they treat people like an unclean thing.
Trying out new churches, current one seems promising. They do a lot for the community. But there was scripture I wanted to share with you all. One night depressed, I felt the need to open the God's Word. I randomly opened it up to Isaiah. Specifically, 57:14-19
14 And it will be said:
“Build up, build up, prepare the road!
Remove the obstacles out of the way of my people.”
15 For this is what the high and exalted One says—
he who lives forever, whose name is holy:
“I live in a high and holy place,
but also with the one who is contrite and lowly in spirit,
to revive the spirit of the lowly
and to revive the heart of the contrite.
16 I will not accuse them forever,
nor will I always be angry,
for then they would faint away because of me—
the very people I have created.
17 I was enraged by their sinful greed;
I punished them, and hid my face in anger,
yet they kept on in their willful ways.
18 I have seen their ways, but I will heal them;
I will guide them and restore comfort to Israel’s mourners,
19 creating praise on their lips.
Peace, peace, to those far and near,”
says the Lord. “And I will heal them.”
I wrote this down on a piece of paper and put it inside my wallet. So that at anytime I can read it.