BT said:
If you hid in a closet you would be missed. But more than that you would miss out. There is so much that Christ wants to do for you now. So many ways that He will bless you, all you have to do is remain obedient. Especially when you see those around you who are not.
im not really sure of anything right now. i normally am always second. second to follow the guy ahead of me. then if i srew up i can atleast not be the only one. i read the bible. all my life ive grown up like a chirstain. but now that im one, i really want to do whats right. im not sure what is. the bible can be tooken serveral ways. and when i hear someone debating what i thought all my life (life theres a god) doubts and questions come and i wonder wiether the truth ive always held on to is really true. i know god exists. i always did. but how can i follow him when i dont know what to do? i follow other ppl. but most condirdect im reading and what im thinking to mean in the bible. i just dont really know what to do, and since i dont want to follow the wrong way again im doing nothing and its killing me right now. im at the fork. which way? both seem wrong...
God is with you. Jesus made a promise before He returned to sit on the right-hand of the Father. He said, "Lo I am with you always, even unto the end of time." His promise is true, he is with you right now outside of the closet, and if you ran into the closet He would go with you. The spirit of God dwells in you and his job is to illuminate things to you (teach you, make clear) as you study the Word and walk with Christ.
i know. but sometimes i feel hes hiding. i dont know why. ive read the bible. i believe it. i know hes here. sometimes i just wonder where though. *[as for "mabey hes waiting for me in the closet" thats supose to me mabey hes hiding from the world. mabey its tearing him up. mabey hes in there for the same reason i want to be.] i know this aint true. but some times its like he is.
Don't fear, you are never alone. For a Christian that is an utter impossibility. Get involved at your church, teach the kids or get involved with the music program or find something else that you enjoy doing and do it there. Fellowship with those who you attend church with and you'll see that the Christian family would indeed miss you if you ever hid away. That is how you'll get out of the rut.
i want to. i really do. but once again i cant. theres a forcefield somewhere. i dont know what it is, why its there, or if it will dissapper one day. its always holding me back. the spirits willing but the flesh is weak. i think it might be that to keep me alive and in this fake state i was, i would shield myself from everything. i stopped talking to ppl. i kept all my feelings inside. it was burning inside me. but i didnt want anybody to know. my life was srewed up enough. now i want to just pour out myself. let everything go. but i somehow cant. its that protective forcefield. i cant over come it yet. i want to but i cant. im traped in my head and cant do nothing...
i want to become a camp counsuler. ive said this many times. i thought this was what god wanted. i thought i finnally understood it. why i got depressed. why i wanted to kill myself. why i learned to lie to myself to feel better. why i was back. why i was like this. why everything happened. im lost. im confused. everything i thought is all wrong. i dont know anything...i was going to help ppl. i want to. thats my purpose. but i cant. i need help. i need someone to talk to. i need something. i want to help but i cant. i want to do stuff but i cant. i have no skills. i have no hobbies. i thought i knew what i had to do. i dont.
Don't be surprised if you fall into a rut. It happens to all of us, we are still human beings. Drop in here anytime and ask questions or just shoot the breeze. PM some of us... any of us. We're available to you and love answering questions and being in fellowship with you.
*[i need a shovel. i know i need to ask. we ppl see my car in it, why dont they stop and help? why cant they see my car? i see it some how painted it invisable. i can see it. no one else can. i cant ask for a shovel. cuz no one can see. and once again, ill look dumb to ask for something im in dying need of but no one can see and asking shows my car im hiding so how do i explain?]
it was so hard for me to bring myself to make this or the other topic. i finnally did when i reached my low again. every time i post in here i feel guilty. im thinking all i want is a higher post count or another blessing or attention or something. its like i just want a topic of mine to last longer and actually reach a record 3 pages. i dont know. i never add ppl to msn. i never ask ppl for e-mail addresses (i really hate myself for this cuz i didnt ask for my counsulers one because i was now "fine"). i never e-mail or phone ppl. i dont know why. mabey i think im not worthy or ill make a fool of myself. mabey its cuz i think its all a prank or the person will hate me for it. i dont know. but i never do.
at camp, i finnally ask a consuler if i could use a bit of duct tape. he rudly said no and give me a "your a loser" look. i was suprized. christain? it took me 3 days to build up enough confidence to ask one simple question and he killed it in 1 sharp word and a look. if that wasnt enough i asked again to another counsuler. same thing. they might of thought they were funny or just didnt notice how the hurt me, but twice? in one week? and chirstains? the might as well pushed me off the cliff. they pretty much did. i finnally asked, and was shot down twice. i gave up, and that was the end once again of asking anyone. that my life...
Talk to your pastor (I'm sure someone has said this already, but I haven't read all the replies yet) I'm sure he'll be able to help you out, that is what he is there for. To shepherd you, to teach you and to counsel you. Stop by any time!!
once again, i just cant. i dont know why. i was going to ask questions to help someone else. but when i finnally brought myself to do it, i just shut down close to him and walked away feeling like an idiot. i just cant stand it. all my life thats all ive been called. im finnally starting to believe it. that the problem last time i want to kill myself...this time...
*i often speak in smilies, simalies, metaphors and other ways to talk about how i feel. i dont know how to explain my feeling. i never do. this is the only way i can say how im feeling. hence the car, closet, gods in the closet and other things here...