In brief: Was saved at the age of 7. Went to independent Baptist churches all my life. The first one the Pastor ran off with a woman from the church. The second one, the church split cause the Pastor built himself a million dollar house and wanted the church to pay for it, but not before the youth pastor was sent to prison for molesting 4 of the little girls and boys. The third one, the pastor was excommunicated because he was sleeping with 3 of the woman he was counseling. The fourth one was King James only. At this last church I was teaching a Sunday school class for children with my wife, witnessing door to door, Helping on the bus ministry and nursing homes. Even through all this my faith was strong. All that I wanted to do was preach the gospel. I wanted to be an evangelist and decided to go to Moody Bible Institute. The Pastor basically cut me off because of it. Moody was not a King James only school. Oh Well,, went off to Moody anyway. Stayed there and studied for 3.5 years, during the course of which, I lost Faith. The more I studied the Bible, the more I saw its flaws. The college plan backfired on me! All the while, as I felt I was slipping,,,, I would constantly pray... Please Father, do not ever let me go! I love you and want to believe. All the time.... Please,,,, if I ever slip away,,,, please bring me back. Cause I was afraid of life without Him. Well,,, I got out of Moodyabout 5 years ago. During this time I went completely opposite and established several "adult" oriented websites. It's mostly glamour type stuff - no sex, very little nudity. I'm married with 2 kids (3 and 6). I'm making good money. I see this is getting a little too long here. Let me sum it up. I do not know what I believe.... I've gone so far backwards I don't know what to think. But I'm anxious all the time. Especially with all the **** going on in the world today. I'm terribly afraid of dying without Christ and the assurance that comes with knowing Him. I had peace when I was walking with Him, even in the face of death! I was in Saudi during the gulf war. One night, when we were held out for an hour, having been told a scud was headed for us with chemicals attached, I had peace. We were all crouched down waiting for the thing... As it drew closer, the building began to shake, and the horrific sound of it shook everyone up. Here it was just about overhead now and people were going nuts! I grabbed the person next to me and we hugged. I closed my eyes and the biggest flow of peace came over me as I spent time in prayer. There was no fear. The scud passed overhead and landed a mile down the road, hitting another platoons barracks and killed 60 soldiers. I miss the comfort of Christianity. Even if it isn't true. My predicament is this. My lifestyle is such that we simply can not survive if I give up my web sites. I'm too far in life now (34 years old) to get some skill. I know I can't go back to Christ while doing this, and in the mean time,,,, my kids suffer.... not having the church experience that I had. I don't know what to do. A lot of what I'm writing I'm sure is all over the place... I was just sitting here and had to get it out. Thanks for reading. --Keith P.S. I forgot to mention, that all the while I was "in the faith" I never could overcome lust and as a result, I would escape through alcohol. Even while atending Moody, I would sometimes find a "bum" and take them out to a blues bar drinking..... all the while witnessing to him. Screwed up or what! There's so much to say, but that's that for now :-(