I don't have any faith anymore. Call me what you like, but I have given up. I hear stories of God speaking to people, taking their pain away. Yet I have spent so many nights sobbing alone in my bed, begging for help, pleading for God to take away the pain or at least let me know that he's there. I've spent so many nights reaching up, desperate for him. But I'm just talking to my ceiling. I don't have it in me to try anymore. He has abandoned me or he never loved me in the first place. I'm not sure what to do. I believe he exists still but I don't believe he cares. He wasn't there when I needed him most and I don't know if he ever was.
Not sure what else to say. I just don't think there's a point in calling myself a Christian anymore. I don't know what I believe.
God is always with you. Even when you are at your lowest, he is right beside you. The things that he does are for our good, whether we perceive them to be or not. Discipline isn't the best feeling from the perspective of one being disciplined. It hurts. Ultimately it is good though.
There was a number of years I felt quite like you. I had trouble seeing him. I struggled with everything in life. You name it, all was pretty much a disaster. See, what I had been doing was never surrendering to him, coping on my own, lifting myself up, making my own way, and then pretend like God was some drive thru bank I could use when I needed help. It was all about me, me, me. I was selfish and it was destroying my life.
So God in his infinite wisdom and love, allowed it to run its course, knock me on my back so that the only way I could look was up. Then I saw that he had been there the whole time.
But for a reality check.....
God always answers your prayers. Yes, No, or not right now.
Pain or discomfort may be there all your mortal life. This is earth here and now. See what Paul says about his thorn in his side.
2 Corinthians 12:7-10
7or with these surpassingly great revelations.
So to keep me from becoming conceited, I was given a thorn in my flesh, a messenger of Satan, to torment me.
8Three times I pleaded with the Lord to take it away from me.
9But He said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for My power is perfected in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly in my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ may rest on me.
10That is why, for the sake of Christ, I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. For when I am weak, then I am strong.
A friend told me one time that God was a master sculptor making a masterpiece. He is sculpting rock. Be patient through the process even though it hurts.
I expanded on this with the potter and clay analogy from scriptures and then some....
When we are more receptive to God's corrections and guidance we are like soft clay, easily shaped, and wet with the water. When we are not receptive however, we are like a more dry clay...hard, full of cracks, hard to shape, and lacking moisture.
Drink in the word. Trust in Him.
If you want progress and a real answer.....
Stop praying for the healing and what you think you want and pray instead for God to heal your heart because it starts there. Praying for understanding is given in the verse...the fear of the Lord is the beginning of knowledge and to depart from evil is understanding.
Sometimes it helps to stop talking to the ceiling, get down on your knees beside your bed, humble yourself and look down.
Take a deep breath, relax, and be still and you'll see (and hear) that God has been listening, been speaking, and been right beside you all this time.
After all if God weren't, the Spirit of God wouldn't have moved all these people to pray for you and reach out to you.