I wake up in the morning. I get dressed, make my bed. I take the Bible, coulour pencils and my notebook. I read. I underline. I copy some verses into my notebook so as to repeat them over the day and memorize them. I pray before I eat. I pray before I go to bed.
Since I live out in the country, I don't have the option to go to church. In the town, there are only Catholic churches and I am reluctant to go there as I surely have no intention to become a Catholic.
I don't have anyone else to talk about God than the people on internet forums.
I want to resolve my problems, better myself, seek help -- and I am instructed to turn for help to God.
Alright. But will God help *me*? What reason to *I* have to hope for help from God?
I pray, and I stop and wonder: What right to I have to ask God for anything? Do I really believe in God? How do I know I am not merely indulging a wishful thinking? Are not my words an abomination before God (Proverbs 15:8)?
So I ask people here, post threads on the topics in question.
And what do I get? Theology. Several theologies. Apparently, the Bible is not clear enough.
I have found myself in the middle of the war between those who believe in predestination and those who don't; in the war between Calvinists and those who aren't.
So, apparently, if I want to move on, I have to resolve these two positions ... An absurd task.
I try hard to stay calm, but I barely manage it. I live in a mental torment, every minute is filled with insecurity.
Will God help?
Well, according to Calvinism, maybe. According to some other theologies, it is all up to me. If it is all up to me, why pray then and ask God at all ...
And so it goes, and there is no end in sight. No peace and no rest.
Since I live out in the country, I don't have the option to go to church. In the town, there are only Catholic churches and I am reluctant to go there as I surely have no intention to become a Catholic.
I don't have anyone else to talk about God than the people on internet forums.
I want to resolve my problems, better myself, seek help -- and I am instructed to turn for help to God.
Alright. But will God help *me*? What reason to *I* have to hope for help from God?
I pray, and I stop and wonder: What right to I have to ask God for anything? Do I really believe in God? How do I know I am not merely indulging a wishful thinking? Are not my words an abomination before God (Proverbs 15:8)?
So I ask people here, post threads on the topics in question.
And what do I get? Theology. Several theologies. Apparently, the Bible is not clear enough.
I have found myself in the middle of the war between those who believe in predestination and those who don't; in the war between Calvinists and those who aren't.
So, apparently, if I want to move on, I have to resolve these two positions ... An absurd task.
I try hard to stay calm, but I barely manage it. I live in a mental torment, every minute is filled with insecurity.
Will God help?
Well, according to Calvinism, maybe. According to some other theologies, it is all up to me. If it is all up to me, why pray then and ask God at all ...
And so it goes, and there is no end in sight. No peace and no rest.