This is my first post here. I think I have some measure of OCD, but Im not sure.
When I was 12 yrs old I accepted Jesus as my Lord and savior. I experienced an emotional high that felt like nothing else I had ever experienced. Pure joy and total peace. My parents did not attend church and were not openly religious. With no support, this high lasted about 3 months and then faded away.
A few years later I began to attempt to reconnect with God. I had my parents drive me around town to talk to Catholic priests, Episcopalian priests, and several protestant ministers. I was looking for guidance in regaining my original experience and also help with intellectual doubts about the reality of God and the truthfulness of Christianity. I had little luck in finding satisfactory answers. My mind had become my worst enemy. I can come up with more reasons to doubt than any skeptic. My tombstone should read He doubted better than anyone.
For the next 20 years I searched and suffered with a running debate in my mind about the truthfulness of Christianity. This debate occupied most of my time every day. There was no relief. Christians would be glad to help when first meeting me, but when their advice and bible verses gave me no lasting relief, they would distance themselves. After 20 yrs I finally gave up and quit searching. Gradually the debate ceased and I had relative peace.
Fast forward 30 yrs and I get a phone call from my son, who is in prison for his second felony. He is a heavy substance abuser with many psychological issues of his own. He says he is thinking of turning to God for help. I encouraged this and told him that many people with his history have been helped by faith in God. This conversation caused tears to my eyes and I was back wanting to believe again. And guess what? The doubts are as difficult and persistent as they ever were. I once again have a running debate in my mind about the truthfulness of Christianity. With the web I have good access to a lot of apologetic material. But its like my life is a boat with a large hole in it. The water rushing in is the doubts. Reading apologetic material is like bailing water. But the water keeps coming in and I cant get ahead of it at all.
I have 3 models of what is going on. 1. From a skeptical point of view, I emotionally crave a loving God with a wonderful afterlife, but being a modern man in the scientific age I know in my mind that it isnt true. 2. From a mind, body, spirit perspective I have the Holy Spirit in my life resulting from my born again experience when I was twelve. But my mind is under attack from satan aided by a modern skeptical outlook. So my spirit and mind(soul) are at war with each other. 3. My doubts arent unusual but OCD gives them much more power and control over me.
Thirty years ago the doubts wore me down after 20 yrs and I gave up trying to believe. This time its been about ten months since I began to try to believe again and I already feel my feeble faith disappearing faster than ever. I fear that soon I will once again give up in despair.
Nothing would make me happier than to have a dependable, strong faith. Conversely, nothing makes me sadder or more depressed than thinking I will lose this battle again.
Im currently reading Can Christianity cure OCD by Ian Osborn, but My hopes about this book are fading as I read it. I cant read the Bible because it is full of contradictions and events that are virtually unbelievable.
In this society people envy those with money and power. I only want a strong faith and confidence that God exists, he loves me and life has real meaning. This should be attainable for anyone who wants them. But alas, my experience tells me that its not my fate to enjoy these true treasures.
When I was 12 yrs old I accepted Jesus as my Lord and savior. I experienced an emotional high that felt like nothing else I had ever experienced. Pure joy and total peace. My parents did not attend church and were not openly religious. With no support, this high lasted about 3 months and then faded away.
A few years later I began to attempt to reconnect with God. I had my parents drive me around town to talk to Catholic priests, Episcopalian priests, and several protestant ministers. I was looking for guidance in regaining my original experience and also help with intellectual doubts about the reality of God and the truthfulness of Christianity. I had little luck in finding satisfactory answers. My mind had become my worst enemy. I can come up with more reasons to doubt than any skeptic. My tombstone should read He doubted better than anyone.
For the next 20 years I searched and suffered with a running debate in my mind about the truthfulness of Christianity. This debate occupied most of my time every day. There was no relief. Christians would be glad to help when first meeting me, but when their advice and bible verses gave me no lasting relief, they would distance themselves. After 20 yrs I finally gave up and quit searching. Gradually the debate ceased and I had relative peace.
Fast forward 30 yrs and I get a phone call from my son, who is in prison for his second felony. He is a heavy substance abuser with many psychological issues of his own. He says he is thinking of turning to God for help. I encouraged this and told him that many people with his history have been helped by faith in God. This conversation caused tears to my eyes and I was back wanting to believe again. And guess what? The doubts are as difficult and persistent as they ever were. I once again have a running debate in my mind about the truthfulness of Christianity. With the web I have good access to a lot of apologetic material. But its like my life is a boat with a large hole in it. The water rushing in is the doubts. Reading apologetic material is like bailing water. But the water keeps coming in and I cant get ahead of it at all.
I have 3 models of what is going on. 1. From a skeptical point of view, I emotionally crave a loving God with a wonderful afterlife, but being a modern man in the scientific age I know in my mind that it isnt true. 2. From a mind, body, spirit perspective I have the Holy Spirit in my life resulting from my born again experience when I was twelve. But my mind is under attack from satan aided by a modern skeptical outlook. So my spirit and mind(soul) are at war with each other. 3. My doubts arent unusual but OCD gives them much more power and control over me.
Thirty years ago the doubts wore me down after 20 yrs and I gave up trying to believe. This time its been about ten months since I began to try to believe again and I already feel my feeble faith disappearing faster than ever. I fear that soon I will once again give up in despair.
Nothing would make me happier than to have a dependable, strong faith. Conversely, nothing makes me sadder or more depressed than thinking I will lose this battle again.
Im currently reading Can Christianity cure OCD by Ian Osborn, but My hopes about this book are fading as I read it. I cant read the Bible because it is full of contradictions and events that are virtually unbelievable.
In this society people envy those with money and power. I only want a strong faith and confidence that God exists, he loves me and life has real meaning. This should be attainable for anyone who wants them. But alas, my experience tells me that its not my fate to enjoy these true treasures.