- Aug 10, 2024
- 21
- 16
- 20
- Country
- United States
- Gender
- Male
- Faith
- Protestant
- Marital Status
- Single
I guess I should start with how I got to this point
On/Around my 12th birthday (2016) I went to Church with my aunt, we went upstairs and listened to the youth pastor. I don't remember what led her to this but she went into GRAPHIC detail about what Hell would be like and there are not words I can think of that can properly and fully describe the terror that overtook me and still has a hold on me to this day. I literally collapsed out of my chair and everyone looked at me like I was crazy.
I was so mortified by this that I had a voice in my head from 12 to 18 telling me that "if I did/didn't do [insert random thing here] I'd go to Hell" and I was constantly fighting back and rebuking those thoughts which was exhausting and pains me to think about how mentally in shambles I was from such a young age and I didn't want to read the Bible because I was genuinely to scared to open it at all. And my fears were dismissed by those around me.
When I was 15/16 (2020) COVID hit and all of the endtimes conspiracy stuff started spreading all over TikTok and I was overcome with fear I stopped all sin I knew I was committing but still couldn't bring myself to read the Bible out of fear
At 18 (2022) I saw a post about the endtimes and how I needed to repent to be saved and I did just that and I was scared the whole time. I wasn't trusting in Christ, I was trusting in my ability to turn from sins to be saved and I was self-righteous at the time but I was genuinely tweaking having panic attacks and whatnot. I read the Bible starting in Genesis and got all the way to Kings I believe. I started going to church with my friend (who was worldly) and seeing everyone be genuinely in love with the Lord invoked this jealously and grief in me (I'll explain why shortly)
At sometime between early/mid 2023 I discovered Free Grace from Young Don and everything made sense to me. I then started doing whatever I wanted and I was happy (kinda). I started watching Free Grace content creators to improve my doctrine. I felt a pull to live a Godly life every now and then but I typically ignored it
That leads up to Aug 2nd 2024, I had gotten sick and I had nothing but time and I started seeing verses that seem to contradict Free Grace so I prayed that God leads me into the truth whether it is or isn't Free Grace and I was convinced that Free Grace is mostly false (there is SOME truth to it) but most of the explanations that they use to explain harder passages are massive reaches in my opinion (Rev 22:14, 2 Thes 1:8-9 are a few)
That takes me to now I'm looking up how to be saved and Free Grace funnily enough helped me come to the conclusion that we are saved by faith alone but true faith will work sooner or later
Now I can finally speak on what's bothering me
I don't know what to do now, I believe that Jesus Christ is the only reason that I can be saved but the emotions that accompany salvation I don't really have. As bad as it sounds I don't love God, I know what he did for me and appreciate it (at least I think) but I have no emotional love for God. I don't know if I have new desires, I'd rather not sin because it's bad and God isn't a fan but I don't hate it because sin feels good. Excuse my language but, jerking off: feels good, acting on anger: feels good, gaming all day: feels good, cursing: feels good, being crude/edgy: feels good. But I know none of those things are good but since I suddenly don't hate those things am I not saved? Am I not saved because I don't love God/Jesus? Do conflicting desires not exist anymore? A lot of Christians speak on willful sin as if all sins aren't willful and I don't like it because there are a lot of people like me who are fearful for their souls and just to know what to do to have peace and get confused because all sin is willful but Christians make it seem as if it's otherwise. I know I should Love God/Jesus and I've been trying to understand what Christ did for me so that I can live out my faith in gratitude instead of fear but I just can't feel it. The only "sign" that have "shown me I'm a Christian" is when I masturbated not too long ago and felt awful and guilty, and feeling repulsed at my worldly friends' behavior (I AM NOT SAYING I AM BETTER)
I feel like I'm too far gone, I don't hold to Calvinism but I feel like I wasn't meant to be saved, and some may say "just stop believing" but I was born with an innate gut feeling that God is real, I literally tried to be an atheist and couldn't. I know in the depths of my soul that God, the Christian God in particular, is the one and only God. I wish that I could be grateful, I wish I could love Jesus/God like I should, I wish I was moved by the word of God (I read all of John and I'm 8 or 9 chapters into Luke) and nothing? Everytime I really ponder on how much I'm loved by God it almost brings me to tears but everytime I hear about surrender I almost cringe because unfortunately I'm very haughty and cocky, so I'd feel like I know best but I know I don't but I'm scared to let go because navigating life my way is ALL I KNOW. I hate myself and sometimes wish that God would've birthed someone that wasn't me, God wouldn't have such a lowly coward on his hands, my family might have someone who feels qualified to let them know the Gospel. Somedays I feel like either a cruel joke made by God: a fool who was cursed to know that God is real but to spiritually blind and cowardly to receive him/walk out my faith or a mistake made by God: because He'd be better off with anyone else, as would my family, friends, and the world to be honest.
I feel alone because my worldly friend, I can't relate to the same, I will ALWAYS love them and will ALWAYS be there if they need me but I know that I can't/won't carelessly crack jokes with them anymore because I know I should watch my tongue. But at the The Church I used to go to and abandoned, I don't relate to them either they have a fire and zeal for the Lord that I don't and it makes me jealous because it reminds me that I'm a worthless, ungrateful, foolish coward who can't feel what they do and it makes me grieve because I knew that I don't belong among them. I know I have to go back but there is so much isolation that I feel there and there was this woman who told me I'd be a "frontrunner for the Lord" because she saw it or smth idk the embarassment I'd feel know that I'm the farthest thing from that.
To all that I have/will give advice to I hope that this doesn't make my advice any less valid and I'm sorry to have dissapointed you
I see no hope, I will continue to stay in the Word and prayer even though I'm not seeing results. Maybe I'm impatient because it's only been a week since I've left Free Grace and believed again. Am I believing wrong? Do I need to believe harder? I don't know, I've started to lament to fact that I was ever born. I feel no hope this is a vent/prayer to God because if I spoke this out loud I'd breakdown which I've done enough of recently.
Sorry if this brought any down I needed to get this off of my chest and I'd like prayers, advice, and word of comfort (if they apply here)
TL;DR - I was scared into the faith, fell away, came into false doctrine and see no results in the little time I've been in the faith and wondering if I should give up on trying to be saved
On/Around my 12th birthday (2016) I went to Church with my aunt, we went upstairs and listened to the youth pastor. I don't remember what led her to this but she went into GRAPHIC detail about what Hell would be like and there are not words I can think of that can properly and fully describe the terror that overtook me and still has a hold on me to this day. I literally collapsed out of my chair and everyone looked at me like I was crazy.
I was so mortified by this that I had a voice in my head from 12 to 18 telling me that "if I did/didn't do [insert random thing here] I'd go to Hell" and I was constantly fighting back and rebuking those thoughts which was exhausting and pains me to think about how mentally in shambles I was from such a young age and I didn't want to read the Bible because I was genuinely to scared to open it at all. And my fears were dismissed by those around me.
When I was 15/16 (2020) COVID hit and all of the endtimes conspiracy stuff started spreading all over TikTok and I was overcome with fear I stopped all sin I knew I was committing but still couldn't bring myself to read the Bible out of fear
At 18 (2022) I saw a post about the endtimes and how I needed to repent to be saved and I did just that and I was scared the whole time. I wasn't trusting in Christ, I was trusting in my ability to turn from sins to be saved and I was self-righteous at the time but I was genuinely tweaking having panic attacks and whatnot. I read the Bible starting in Genesis and got all the way to Kings I believe. I started going to church with my friend (who was worldly) and seeing everyone be genuinely in love with the Lord invoked this jealously and grief in me (I'll explain why shortly)
At sometime between early/mid 2023 I discovered Free Grace from Young Don and everything made sense to me. I then started doing whatever I wanted and I was happy (kinda). I started watching Free Grace content creators to improve my doctrine. I felt a pull to live a Godly life every now and then but I typically ignored it
That leads up to Aug 2nd 2024, I had gotten sick and I had nothing but time and I started seeing verses that seem to contradict Free Grace so I prayed that God leads me into the truth whether it is or isn't Free Grace and I was convinced that Free Grace is mostly false (there is SOME truth to it) but most of the explanations that they use to explain harder passages are massive reaches in my opinion (Rev 22:14, 2 Thes 1:8-9 are a few)
That takes me to now I'm looking up how to be saved and Free Grace funnily enough helped me come to the conclusion that we are saved by faith alone but true faith will work sooner or later
Now I can finally speak on what's bothering me
I don't know what to do now, I believe that Jesus Christ is the only reason that I can be saved but the emotions that accompany salvation I don't really have. As bad as it sounds I don't love God, I know what he did for me and appreciate it (at least I think) but I have no emotional love for God. I don't know if I have new desires, I'd rather not sin because it's bad and God isn't a fan but I don't hate it because sin feels good. Excuse my language but, jerking off: feels good, acting on anger: feels good, gaming all day: feels good, cursing: feels good, being crude/edgy: feels good. But I know none of those things are good but since I suddenly don't hate those things am I not saved? Am I not saved because I don't love God/Jesus? Do conflicting desires not exist anymore? A lot of Christians speak on willful sin as if all sins aren't willful and I don't like it because there are a lot of people like me who are fearful for their souls and just to know what to do to have peace and get confused because all sin is willful but Christians make it seem as if it's otherwise. I know I should Love God/Jesus and I've been trying to understand what Christ did for me so that I can live out my faith in gratitude instead of fear but I just can't feel it. The only "sign" that have "shown me I'm a Christian" is when I masturbated not too long ago and felt awful and guilty, and feeling repulsed at my worldly friends' behavior (I AM NOT SAYING I AM BETTER)
I feel like I'm too far gone, I don't hold to Calvinism but I feel like I wasn't meant to be saved, and some may say "just stop believing" but I was born with an innate gut feeling that God is real, I literally tried to be an atheist and couldn't. I know in the depths of my soul that God, the Christian God in particular, is the one and only God. I wish that I could be grateful, I wish I could love Jesus/God like I should, I wish I was moved by the word of God (I read all of John and I'm 8 or 9 chapters into Luke) and nothing? Everytime I really ponder on how much I'm loved by God it almost brings me to tears but everytime I hear about surrender I almost cringe because unfortunately I'm very haughty and cocky, so I'd feel like I know best but I know I don't but I'm scared to let go because navigating life my way is ALL I KNOW. I hate myself and sometimes wish that God would've birthed someone that wasn't me, God wouldn't have such a lowly coward on his hands, my family might have someone who feels qualified to let them know the Gospel. Somedays I feel like either a cruel joke made by God: a fool who was cursed to know that God is real but to spiritually blind and cowardly to receive him/walk out my faith or a mistake made by God: because He'd be better off with anyone else, as would my family, friends, and the world to be honest.
I feel alone because my worldly friend, I can't relate to the same, I will ALWAYS love them and will ALWAYS be there if they need me but I know that I can't/won't carelessly crack jokes with them anymore because I know I should watch my tongue. But at the The Church I used to go to and abandoned, I don't relate to them either they have a fire and zeal for the Lord that I don't and it makes me jealous because it reminds me that I'm a worthless, ungrateful, foolish coward who can't feel what they do and it makes me grieve because I knew that I don't belong among them. I know I have to go back but there is so much isolation that I feel there and there was this woman who told me I'd be a "frontrunner for the Lord" because she saw it or smth idk the embarassment I'd feel know that I'm the farthest thing from that.
To all that I have/will give advice to I hope that this doesn't make my advice any less valid and I'm sorry to have dissapointed you
I see no hope, I will continue to stay in the Word and prayer even though I'm not seeing results. Maybe I'm impatient because it's only been a week since I've left Free Grace and believed again. Am I believing wrong? Do I need to believe harder? I don't know, I've started to lament to fact that I was ever born. I feel no hope this is a vent/prayer to God because if I spoke this out loud I'd breakdown which I've done enough of recently.
Sorry if this brought any down I needed to get this off of my chest and I'd like prayers, advice, and word of comfort (if they apply here)
TL;DR - I was scared into the faith, fell away, came into false doctrine and see no results in the little time I've been in the faith and wondering if I should give up on trying to be saved