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*trigger warning* I’m going to talk about some pretty upsetting stuff so if you are mentally struggling and don’t need triggers, maybe don’t read this.
Hi everyone, I don’t want to be negative or disrespectful in this post, but want to know that I’m not the only one who feels this way, or if anyone who felt this way ever got over it.
In the last few years I’ve been in a constant state of believing and not believing.
And its miserable. I could really use some words of encouragement ):
The idea of Christianity is so hopeless to me.
If I see am message that someone died I can only worry about them being in hell, I can’t even grief. How can I live while thinking people are going to be tortured, imagining them screeching, screaming and crying out in pain forever.
I see a message about a natural disaster and I just think about how that country isn’t mostly Christian and I think about all the people, teenager and maybe even kids going to Hell.
When I wasn’t religious I could just grief for the life that was lost but now every person I see I am scared for their salvation, even if they are Christian, knowing that a lot of Christians aren’t saved either.
I see so many Christians become so much happier and complete when coming to God while I’m absolutely miserable, I’ve never been in such a low point in my whole life.
All I worry about is my salvation (if you haven’t read my other posts on here, I struggle allot with OCD and the fear of the unforgivable sin) And the salvation of the ones I love.
I was so much happier when I was not believing, because I knew that no matter how much suffering I or anyone else experienced, death was final, nothing, no pain, no suffering. And that was so freeing to me, I was totally fine with my life having no meaning and just be gone forever. It gave me happiness.
I could just live my life without constantly worrying about everything, about my every move, about my life choices, about other's live choices. And my OCD was so much less bad. I’m so terrified of going to hell.
I came to God in the first place because of fear of hell, which isn’t a good motivation but it’s the truth.
I wish God didn’t make us, I don’t want billions of people to experience excruciating pain for all of eternity. If God knew this was the fate for most humans, why did he make us?
He made us and than made hell the punishment, knowing most humans would end up there.
I wish God woulp help me understand that.
I heard some people say that once in heaven we understand why anyone needs to go there and see sin for the crime it is, but what about the depression we get from it now? While we are alive? And I know Christ felt sad for people who were suffering, so why wouldn’t we feel pain for people suffering in hell?
I often feel like Christians who talk about hell don’t really think about it, just think about a person being on fire, you know how bad it hurts to burn your finger on a stove, you know you can’t even hold your finger there for 2 seconds, now imagine how painful and unbearable it is to be on fire. I think we humans are not able to imagine pain that well but If you burn your finger while imagining it you can get an idea. Even I get desensitized to the idea after a while.
Now imagine being on fire for 10000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000 years, all of that, and then you haven’t even gotten started, that’s not even 0,000000000000000000000001% of the time you’re there, its eternity, forever, it never ends, we can’t even start to imagine that.
And even if hell wasn’t being on fire forever, any place of suffering and torture for so long is unimaginable.
How am I supposed to live knowing that exists? That people I love may go there, that anyone may go there, that most humans will go there.
Why aren't Christians who believe that not desperately running around begging everyone to get saved, most Christians just live their normal life.
I’m crying out to God to help me but I’m only sinking deeper and deeper.
This is no way of living
How can I love God when I desperately don’t want him to be real. I don’t want it to be like this. I so badly hope that Christianity is actually not real but at the same time I want to believe and be saved.
Which is a impossible situation to be in.
Help please ):
Hi everyone, I don’t want to be negative or disrespectful in this post, but want to know that I’m not the only one who feels this way, or if anyone who felt this way ever got over it.
In the last few years I’ve been in a constant state of believing and not believing.
And its miserable. I could really use some words of encouragement ):
The idea of Christianity is so hopeless to me.
If I see am message that someone died I can only worry about them being in hell, I can’t even grief. How can I live while thinking people are going to be tortured, imagining them screeching, screaming and crying out in pain forever.
I see a message about a natural disaster and I just think about how that country isn’t mostly Christian and I think about all the people, teenager and maybe even kids going to Hell.
When I wasn’t religious I could just grief for the life that was lost but now every person I see I am scared for their salvation, even if they are Christian, knowing that a lot of Christians aren’t saved either.
I see so many Christians become so much happier and complete when coming to God while I’m absolutely miserable, I’ve never been in such a low point in my whole life.
All I worry about is my salvation (if you haven’t read my other posts on here, I struggle allot with OCD and the fear of the unforgivable sin) And the salvation of the ones I love.
I was so much happier when I was not believing, because I knew that no matter how much suffering I or anyone else experienced, death was final, nothing, no pain, no suffering. And that was so freeing to me, I was totally fine with my life having no meaning and just be gone forever. It gave me happiness.
I could just live my life without constantly worrying about everything, about my every move, about my life choices, about other's live choices. And my OCD was so much less bad. I’m so terrified of going to hell.
I came to God in the first place because of fear of hell, which isn’t a good motivation but it’s the truth.
I wish God didn’t make us, I don’t want billions of people to experience excruciating pain for all of eternity. If God knew this was the fate for most humans, why did he make us?
He made us and than made hell the punishment, knowing most humans would end up there.
I wish God woulp help me understand that.
I heard some people say that once in heaven we understand why anyone needs to go there and see sin for the crime it is, but what about the depression we get from it now? While we are alive? And I know Christ felt sad for people who were suffering, so why wouldn’t we feel pain for people suffering in hell?
I often feel like Christians who talk about hell don’t really think about it, just think about a person being on fire, you know how bad it hurts to burn your finger on a stove, you know you can’t even hold your finger there for 2 seconds, now imagine how painful and unbearable it is to be on fire. I think we humans are not able to imagine pain that well but If you burn your finger while imagining it you can get an idea. Even I get desensitized to the idea after a while.
Now imagine being on fire for 10000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000 years, all of that, and then you haven’t even gotten started, that’s not even 0,000000000000000000000001% of the time you’re there, its eternity, forever, it never ends, we can’t even start to imagine that.
And even if hell wasn’t being on fire forever, any place of suffering and torture for so long is unimaginable.
How am I supposed to live knowing that exists? That people I love may go there, that anyone may go there, that most humans will go there.
Why aren't Christians who believe that not desperately running around begging everyone to get saved, most Christians just live their normal life.
I’m crying out to God to help me but I’m only sinking deeper and deeper.
This is no way of living
How can I love God when I desperately don’t want him to be real. I don’t want it to be like this. I so badly hope that Christianity is actually not real but at the same time I want to believe and be saved.
Which is a impossible situation to be in.
Help please ):