- Nov 9, 2019
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I definitely have OCD. I see a psychiatrist and take meds for it. Grantley Morris, in his webpages for Christians with OCD who keep doubting their salvation, says that OCD is a "faulty alarm system" which keeps sounding false alarms that the sufferer is in danger when they are not in danger. My cycle of believing I'm a Christian, then doubting it, follows precisely the pattern he talks about.
But often, the alarm that goes off for me is the realization that self is on the throne of my life, not Christ. This appears to me to be a real alarm, one that has a valid cause. It seems the normal default mode for me is to have self on the throne. Thinking that I am in Christ is the exception, not the rule.
Saturday, at 5:16 AM, I once again understood that I gave my life to Christ. I was convinced I belonged to Christ for over 24 hours. In fact, the next day, my brother, who has been a Christian for over 40 years, asked me what I'd do if I had a million dollars. I told him, "Up until 5:16 AM yesterday, I would have been seeking salvation." (I have been actively seeking salvation for ten years.) That is how sure I was that I was now a Christian. But today, this "self on the throne" thing has got me. It's realizing that self is on the throne that leads me to doubt I am saved, and to return to seeking salvation.
I understand that one can get saved in a moment. That is biblical. Jesus told the paralytic, the moment before He healed him physically, "Be of good cheer. Your sins are forgiven." He told the woman who poured the flask of fragrant oil on his feet, "Your faith has saved you." I have so long, so longed to effectively hear such words from Jesus. I want to know I have passed from death to life.
I have to admit that probably one of the reasons I want to know I'm saved, is so that I don't have to worry about screwing up, or letting self retake the throne, because, after all, I will know that I am saved, anyway. One who cynically seeks salvation so that they can just relax and not worry about whether or not they are in the will of God after that, probably has wrong ideas about salvation and belonging to Jesus Christ. And it would seem such a person cannot really get saved.
The paralytic and the woman with the flask must, at times after being saved, have screwed up and have let self retake the throne. But their salvation was as sure as it could be: Jesus told them so. My hope is that if I am sure I am a Christian for some extended period of time, then I really am one. So, I was sure I was a Christian for over 24 hours this past weekend. Maybe that means I'm really saved. But realizing that my tendency to grab the throne of my life continues, makes me doubt.
But often, the alarm that goes off for me is the realization that self is on the throne of my life, not Christ. This appears to me to be a real alarm, one that has a valid cause. It seems the normal default mode for me is to have self on the throne. Thinking that I am in Christ is the exception, not the rule.
Saturday, at 5:16 AM, I once again understood that I gave my life to Christ. I was convinced I belonged to Christ for over 24 hours. In fact, the next day, my brother, who has been a Christian for over 40 years, asked me what I'd do if I had a million dollars. I told him, "Up until 5:16 AM yesterday, I would have been seeking salvation." (I have been actively seeking salvation for ten years.) That is how sure I was that I was now a Christian. But today, this "self on the throne" thing has got me. It's realizing that self is on the throne that leads me to doubt I am saved, and to return to seeking salvation.
I understand that one can get saved in a moment. That is biblical. Jesus told the paralytic, the moment before He healed him physically, "Be of good cheer. Your sins are forgiven." He told the woman who poured the flask of fragrant oil on his feet, "Your faith has saved you." I have so long, so longed to effectively hear such words from Jesus. I want to know I have passed from death to life.
I have to admit that probably one of the reasons I want to know I'm saved, is so that I don't have to worry about screwing up, or letting self retake the throne, because, after all, I will know that I am saved, anyway. One who cynically seeks salvation so that they can just relax and not worry about whether or not they are in the will of God after that, probably has wrong ideas about salvation and belonging to Jesus Christ. And it would seem such a person cannot really get saved.
The paralytic and the woman with the flask must, at times after being saved, have screwed up and have let self retake the throne. But their salvation was as sure as it could be: Jesus told them so. My hope is that if I am sure I am a Christian for some extended period of time, then I really am one. So, I was sure I was a Christian for over 24 hours this past weekend. Maybe that means I'm really saved. But realizing that my tendency to grab the throne of my life continues, makes me doubt.