- Oct 16, 2022
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Hi everyone. I'm Dave, 31, and I live in Canada. My first language is french, so I apologize in advance if I do some mistakes. I didn't find any interesting christian forum in french, so I looked for ones in english, and this forum seems very nice so I registered.
That being said, I came here to get some help because I really feel lost. I hope I'll have opportunity to talk with you about more agreable topics, but meanwhile here is my testimony. I know it's gonna be a long text, and I'm sorry about that. But it's because I want you to understand my background as clearly as possible. I wonder if I ever was saved, so I would like to get your opinion if possible.
As I mentionned I'm 31. I was born in a christian family, so I've always known the gospel. I remember when I was a child I used to go to church with my parents, and I know that I accepted Jesus as a savior when I was very young, let's say between 5 and 7 years old... I understood that Jesus died for my sins and took the punishment in my place, so I accepted him in my life. I would pray, and I would try to be as good as I could to please God. But I was so young, and I don't think I understood the whole meaning of giving one's life to Jesus, being that you entirely belong to him and that your whole life must be dedicated to serve him. I viewed him as my Savior, but not enough as my Lord as well. Yes I would go to church, yes I would pray, and yes at some point I would try to please him, and yes I understood He was my Savior and that I had to follow him, but I don't think it was enough to be able to claim that I understood the whole meaning of the Gospel and the whole meaning of his work on the cross and how his work is supposed to be to center of our life. Maybe I was actually saved, but I have doubt.
As I grew old, I started little by little to be disinterested by God, even if I would continue to pray. At around 10 years old I started to make some non-christians friends, and I started to have some bad influence in my life. And during my teenage, around let's say 15 or 16 years old I stopped going to church, and I started to go to parties, doing some drugs, drinking some alcool and loving sex. It kills me to say that but I also had a non-christian girlfriend for almost a year at 16 and she never knew about my beliefs, unfortunately... So I was away from God, I no longer cared about him, even though I knew the truth.
At the end of my 18 years old, for some reason I started to go on a christian web site. There were some good messages, and I felt more and more the call of God, because I knew my life wasn't right with him, and I knew that one day I would have to get things right with him again, because I knew I was far. And a few months later, as I kept on feeling the call of God to go back to him, one day I had a deep conviction over my sins. I felt that godly sorrow. I cried, I was completely disgussed about all my rebellion against God, and I ask him to take my life. From that day, I was restored. I had a new heart, I was on fire for Jesus, I loved him, I left all my sins and I hated them, I worshipped God in my car and I truly wanted to live for him and do his will, and I felt a love for people that I didn't use to feel. I made some good works as well, I was helpful to people. I restarted to go to church, with a passion that I never felt when I was younger.
But the thing is that even with all that, when I think back about this period today, I'm not even sure if I was truly saved. I had an experience with the holy spirit that's for sure. The problem is that I've always been a very shy person, always have hard time to express myself. So talking about my faith to people was very hard for me. And as a true christian, we are supposed to be prone to share our faith, but I wasn't. There are a few persons that I got to talk them about my faith, but it was very limited and I wasn't confident. I felt very bad about my shyness.
Another thing that make me doubt that I was truly saved is because a year after my conversion, by reading in the Bible I got to know that there was an impardonnable sin, and I was afraid I commited it for some reasons that I won't detail. And from that time, the knowledge of that sin kept haunting me and stole my assurance of salvation. Some times I would have my assurance, but other time I would doubt, because I kept fearing that I commited that damn sin. Today, I figure that if I had truly placed my faith in Jesus, I wouldn't have had all those doubts... So I'm confused weither I was actually saved or not.
Nevertheless, I continued my walk with God. But from when I was 20 years old, there are things in my life that I wasn't satisfied with and I got kind of discouraged and bitter. Today I realise that when I converted, I thought that life was always gonna be happy, peaceful and fine, and I didn't understand that even though I gave my life to God, I would still go through some difficulties and trials. But it happened and I wasn't ready for it. That doesn't make me walk away from God, but I started to grow cold. Little by little, there are sins that I had previously overcome that I restarted to struggle with. I repented but I the sins kept coming back more and more often. It continued like that until I was 26, when I litteraly walk away from God. I wasn't trying to resist sins anymore. Sins became normal. I stopped praying, I stopped repenting, I stopped reading Bible.
I had some emotional lack in my life, but I don't want to use it as and excuse because it was purely selfish. instead of asking God to heal that, I tried fill in those lacks with sexe. I no longer lived for God, I lived for my flesh. I lived like that for 5 years. I knew what I was doing was wrong. I wasn't feeling good in my consciousness, but I was still persisting in my sins, and I enjoyed them, to be honest. During those 5 years, there were times where I repented and ask God for forgiveness. I wanted to stop living in sins and come back to God, but I was unable to control my lusts, and finally I would give up and continue in my lifestyle of sins.
I lived like that until the day I realise how empty I was. How empty my life without God was. I've tried to come back to God for 6 months now but I feel like I just can't. I asked him for forgiveness many times. For all my sins, not only the big ones but also my inner sins : pride, selfishness, etc... I think I am sincere, but I am not sure if I truly have the godly sorrow.
There is Hebrew 6 4-6. I think it talks about me. I willfully sinned for so long. My consciousness warned me, but I didn't listen to it and I continued in my sins. During those years when I walked away from God, I made the mistake of thinking that I was going to come back anyway, and that meanwhile I could delay my repenting, since God would always forgive me. I realised today how fool I was. I never wanted to despise Jesus. I never wanted to despise Christianism. But since I chose my sins over Jesus, I think I did it, even if I didn't realise it at the time.
Now I abandoned all my sins, and I really want to live for God entirely, I want to obey Him, and I definetly don't want to play with sins EVER AGAIN but I feel like it's too late. I don't feel forgiven, and I don't feel peaceful. Do you think there is any hope for me or it's too late ? Because I'm so depressed and I'm at a point where I feel like asking God : if you abandoned me, just kill me. I know you're gonna tell me about the Prodigual son. But this applies for believers. In my case I don't even know if I ever was saved. That's why I detailed my background like that.
Thank you to those who took time to read this, I know it's very long, sorry once again about that.
That being said, I came here to get some help because I really feel lost. I hope I'll have opportunity to talk with you about more agreable topics, but meanwhile here is my testimony. I know it's gonna be a long text, and I'm sorry about that. But it's because I want you to understand my background as clearly as possible. I wonder if I ever was saved, so I would like to get your opinion if possible.
As I mentionned I'm 31. I was born in a christian family, so I've always known the gospel. I remember when I was a child I used to go to church with my parents, and I know that I accepted Jesus as a savior when I was very young, let's say between 5 and 7 years old... I understood that Jesus died for my sins and took the punishment in my place, so I accepted him in my life. I would pray, and I would try to be as good as I could to please God. But I was so young, and I don't think I understood the whole meaning of giving one's life to Jesus, being that you entirely belong to him and that your whole life must be dedicated to serve him. I viewed him as my Savior, but not enough as my Lord as well. Yes I would go to church, yes I would pray, and yes at some point I would try to please him, and yes I understood He was my Savior and that I had to follow him, but I don't think it was enough to be able to claim that I understood the whole meaning of the Gospel and the whole meaning of his work on the cross and how his work is supposed to be to center of our life. Maybe I was actually saved, but I have doubt.
As I grew old, I started little by little to be disinterested by God, even if I would continue to pray. At around 10 years old I started to make some non-christians friends, and I started to have some bad influence in my life. And during my teenage, around let's say 15 or 16 years old I stopped going to church, and I started to go to parties, doing some drugs, drinking some alcool and loving sex. It kills me to say that but I also had a non-christian girlfriend for almost a year at 16 and she never knew about my beliefs, unfortunately... So I was away from God, I no longer cared about him, even though I knew the truth.
At the end of my 18 years old, for some reason I started to go on a christian web site. There were some good messages, and I felt more and more the call of God, because I knew my life wasn't right with him, and I knew that one day I would have to get things right with him again, because I knew I was far. And a few months later, as I kept on feeling the call of God to go back to him, one day I had a deep conviction over my sins. I felt that godly sorrow. I cried, I was completely disgussed about all my rebellion against God, and I ask him to take my life. From that day, I was restored. I had a new heart, I was on fire for Jesus, I loved him, I left all my sins and I hated them, I worshipped God in my car and I truly wanted to live for him and do his will, and I felt a love for people that I didn't use to feel. I made some good works as well, I was helpful to people. I restarted to go to church, with a passion that I never felt when I was younger.
But the thing is that even with all that, when I think back about this period today, I'm not even sure if I was truly saved. I had an experience with the holy spirit that's for sure. The problem is that I've always been a very shy person, always have hard time to express myself. So talking about my faith to people was very hard for me. And as a true christian, we are supposed to be prone to share our faith, but I wasn't. There are a few persons that I got to talk them about my faith, but it was very limited and I wasn't confident. I felt very bad about my shyness.
Another thing that make me doubt that I was truly saved is because a year after my conversion, by reading in the Bible I got to know that there was an impardonnable sin, and I was afraid I commited it for some reasons that I won't detail. And from that time, the knowledge of that sin kept haunting me and stole my assurance of salvation. Some times I would have my assurance, but other time I would doubt, because I kept fearing that I commited that damn sin. Today, I figure that if I had truly placed my faith in Jesus, I wouldn't have had all those doubts... So I'm confused weither I was actually saved or not.
Nevertheless, I continued my walk with God. But from when I was 20 years old, there are things in my life that I wasn't satisfied with and I got kind of discouraged and bitter. Today I realise that when I converted, I thought that life was always gonna be happy, peaceful and fine, and I didn't understand that even though I gave my life to God, I would still go through some difficulties and trials. But it happened and I wasn't ready for it. That doesn't make me walk away from God, but I started to grow cold. Little by little, there are sins that I had previously overcome that I restarted to struggle with. I repented but I the sins kept coming back more and more often. It continued like that until I was 26, when I litteraly walk away from God. I wasn't trying to resist sins anymore. Sins became normal. I stopped praying, I stopped repenting, I stopped reading Bible.
I had some emotional lack in my life, but I don't want to use it as and excuse because it was purely selfish. instead of asking God to heal that, I tried fill in those lacks with sexe. I no longer lived for God, I lived for my flesh. I lived like that for 5 years. I knew what I was doing was wrong. I wasn't feeling good in my consciousness, but I was still persisting in my sins, and I enjoyed them, to be honest. During those 5 years, there were times where I repented and ask God for forgiveness. I wanted to stop living in sins and come back to God, but I was unable to control my lusts, and finally I would give up and continue in my lifestyle of sins.
I lived like that until the day I realise how empty I was. How empty my life without God was. I've tried to come back to God for 6 months now but I feel like I just can't. I asked him for forgiveness many times. For all my sins, not only the big ones but also my inner sins : pride, selfishness, etc... I think I am sincere, but I am not sure if I truly have the godly sorrow.
There is Hebrew 6 4-6. I think it talks about me. I willfully sinned for so long. My consciousness warned me, but I didn't listen to it and I continued in my sins. During those years when I walked away from God, I made the mistake of thinking that I was going to come back anyway, and that meanwhile I could delay my repenting, since God would always forgive me. I realised today how fool I was. I never wanted to despise Jesus. I never wanted to despise Christianism. But since I chose my sins over Jesus, I think I did it, even if I didn't realise it at the time.
Now I abandoned all my sins, and I really want to live for God entirely, I want to obey Him, and I definetly don't want to play with sins EVER AGAIN but I feel like it's too late. I don't feel forgiven, and I don't feel peaceful. Do you think there is any hope for me or it's too late ? Because I'm so depressed and I'm at a point where I feel like asking God : if you abandoned me, just kill me. I know you're gonna tell me about the Prodigual son. But this applies for believers. In my case I don't even know if I ever was saved. That's why I detailed my background like that.
Thank you to those who took time to read this, I know it's very long, sorry once again about that.