I had a Holy Spirit experience in 2010 when I truly understood why Jesus died. It was the most amazing emotional feeling ever. I felt a newness wash over my soul and I was never the same. My fire for God was huge. I was always happy and a blessing to those around me.
It seems like after my mom passed away in 2014 my fire started to slowly die off. I began to realize life isn't going to be as good as I hoped it would be as a teen. I got diagnosed with a prolactinoma the following year (2015) and started dealing with health issues I wasn't expecting. My dreams of being an evangelist and opening my own homeless shelter went to the backburner as I focused on getting my health back to a functional state. I tried to witness to my dad and brother sometimes and realized they were really indifferent to anything pertaining to salvation and it disheartened me a bit. I started feeling ashamed of my faith because I realized a lot of people don't even think God is real, even those who claim they go to church and crap--Jesus just isn't a real part of life for them but a novelty. I am afraid that is what He is becoming to me.
I don't feel any zeal to read the Bible anymore. The words just gloss over to me now. They are merely words on a page. I hate to admit it but that is how it is to me now. I've been trying to pray more and keep God in the forefront of my thoughts as I go about my day, but I wonder, does He even hear me? Is He real? What if He isn't?
I don't like any of this. I would love nothing more than to be on fire for Jesus again and have an active and thriving relationship like I used to have. I know the Christian life is not a life based on feelings but it has a lot to do with staying motivated to be close to God. I value emotional intimacy in all of my relationships, including the one I have with God.
But the fact that I notice all of this and the fact it bothers me...that is a good sign, right?
It seems like after my mom passed away in 2014 my fire started to slowly die off. I began to realize life isn't going to be as good as I hoped it would be as a teen. I got diagnosed with a prolactinoma the following year (2015) and started dealing with health issues I wasn't expecting. My dreams of being an evangelist and opening my own homeless shelter went to the backburner as I focused on getting my health back to a functional state. I tried to witness to my dad and brother sometimes and realized they were really indifferent to anything pertaining to salvation and it disheartened me a bit. I started feeling ashamed of my faith because I realized a lot of people don't even think God is real, even those who claim they go to church and crap--Jesus just isn't a real part of life for them but a novelty. I am afraid that is what He is becoming to me.
I don't feel any zeal to read the Bible anymore. The words just gloss over to me now. They are merely words on a page. I hate to admit it but that is how it is to me now. I've been trying to pray more and keep God in the forefront of my thoughts as I go about my day, but I wonder, does He even hear me? Is He real? What if He isn't?
I don't like any of this. I would love nothing more than to be on fire for Jesus again and have an active and thriving relationship like I used to have. I know the Christian life is not a life based on feelings but it has a lot to do with staying motivated to be close to God. I value emotional intimacy in all of my relationships, including the one I have with God.
But the fact that I notice all of this and the fact it bothers me...that is a good sign, right?