I am from a small country in Africa and lived there until about age 6. Witchcraft is very prevalent in our country, and even from a small age I was completely debase. Then I went to live in Italy with my aunts and uncle and there we practiced Roman Catholicism. Though I was still wicked, it was not to the same level of Africa and now practicing the Catholic religion I cleaned up my act a bit. I lived in Italy until age 11, and in the mean time my mom was here in the U.S. and got saved. When I cam to live with her she explained to me the difference between Catholicism and protestants, and it was as if scales fell off my eyes, then I said the sinner's prayer, started reading the Bible prayed every night and thought I was saved. Starting in about 9th grade I began to clean up my act more (stopped lying, stealing, gossiping...). Then in the fall/winter of 2010 I went through very stressful times where I could see no way out, so I decided to trust the Lord with the entire situation, and continued to clean up my life more, eventually getting baptized because I realized I was disobeying on the matter. Then in the beginning of 2011 one day my mom became very sick and within a day was almost in a vegetated state. I was still a minor, and she was a single mother, and all our family exept one uncle was living oversees. I was very panicked but, I know that the Lord loves my mom a lot, and He got us through those times. (Just as mysteriously as she got sick she then got better and the doctors were not very sure as to why she got sick in the first place). This entire incident helped me to really understand that the Lord is very powerful and we really do not need to fear.
In the midst of this I began writing a journal so I would have a record of all the Lord did, and once I graduated, I began to read the Bible seriously. I really thought I was saved and would often watch videos of people who talked about the Lord's love and being in His presence... and I always wondered why none of that happened to me. Also with everyone always talking about being broken hearted I took that on as well and figured that because as a child growing up without parents I decided to not trust anyone that was why I didn't experience the Lord's love that everyone talked about.
Anyways, as I continued seriously reading the Bible I began to see more and more of my sinfulness. I was previously self righteous and didn't truly understand Jesus's sacrifice on the cross and thought it was only for criminals or drug addicts or the really bad stuff I did. But, once I arrived at Job and saw what the Lord considered righteousness, I realized I wasn't, and once in proverbs 30:17 I was hit in the face with the fact that not only am I not good enough, but I am unimaginably wicked as well.
I quickly noticed that the whole broken hearted thing was not my condition at all, and all the immeasurable wickedness I was committing against my godly mother. To say the least, ever since I began living with her, I started despising her, and was very bitter against her (thought she never did anything deserving such a treatment). I had self righteously obeyed her but was unimaginably wicked in my heart and despised her. I saw my sin and for an entire week was terrified at the judgment I deserved. I fasted and slep on the floor, then I understood the Gospel.
Though I deserve hell a thousand times over, the Lord was amazingly merciful enough to send His holy and beloved Son to take our punishment.
I was completely overjoyed and realizing how wicked I was in return to the Lord, I started chaning my behavior to make it pleasing to Him. I got over the fear of witnessing and was able to share the Gospel with several acquaintances and random people. On several instances I felt lead to call certain people and when I obeyed, two were able to fully understand the Gospel, and one is now reading her Bible for the first time.
I grieved and mourned over sin and finally understood the hymns I'd been hearing (amazing grace especially).
Also I know I repented in October because I wrote it down on my journal, and at the time I had no idea what repentance was or that I needed to do it.
Then in December/January I sinned against my mother and did not grieve over it. I was disturbed by this and by the fact that I had lied to someone and was not grieved either.
This disturbed me so much that eventually I started thinking the Lord was very angry with me.
I then began to live in fear of His wrath and was too afraid to pray, but continued reading my Bible.
Then as I would sin more and more, I came across the verse in 2 Peter 3:14 ( be diligent to be found spotless and blameless). I realized that if Jesus were to come back or I to die I was not spotless or blameless and thought I would go to Hell and the Lord was really angry with me.
I stopped reading the Bible as avidly because I was too afraid to open it since I was not doing everything it said to.
I continued this way until now (in fear and many doubts) now I'm to the point that I doubt if I am even a Christian. I am haunted by 1 john 3:14 because I do not know love at all, and have never loved anyone but myself. I feel as one of those without even natural affection. I do not love my mother (who is the godliest mother on the planet) and none of my family (though I have not seen some for more than 10 years and because others or I changed countries so often I stopped trying to become attached back when I was a kid)
Now I am living in complete confusion wasting time. I have not been able to read the Bible, it seems ther is just something in me that cannot, I am in sin and not grieved, I think the Lord hates me and have not prayed seriously since December, I think I am going to hell, I confess tihngs to Him but keep doing them and am thus mocking Him.
I am in desperate need of wisdom but cannot ask for it because I have no faith that my prayers would be answered. I am in constant confusion not knowing which way to take. At this point after hearing of stories from persecuted Christians or just other Christians I doubt whether I am really saved, and do not think I am but I do not know how to even repent with the sorrow and grief I had last year.
I want to be determined to read the Bible, and quit sinning like I did last year, but I just don't.
I really do not know what to do anymore, I am in fear of death and of everything. I am very frustrated and do not know what to do.
Every time I even think about praying I feel as if I am in some sin (probably not loving my mother and step-father or anyone else) and the Lord is really angry with me. And I have given up on trying to know Him like I did last year because I really don't think He wants me and then I am reduced to just trying to make it to heaven but that is very shallow.
I am at the end of the road now just waiting to die and the judgment I deserve to come.
If there is any hope out there I ask for help. BUt I am at a state right now that I do not even think I will get any help.
In the midst of this I began writing a journal so I would have a record of all the Lord did, and once I graduated, I began to read the Bible seriously. I really thought I was saved and would often watch videos of people who talked about the Lord's love and being in His presence... and I always wondered why none of that happened to me. Also with everyone always talking about being broken hearted I took that on as well and figured that because as a child growing up without parents I decided to not trust anyone that was why I didn't experience the Lord's love that everyone talked about.
Anyways, as I continued seriously reading the Bible I began to see more and more of my sinfulness. I was previously self righteous and didn't truly understand Jesus's sacrifice on the cross and thought it was only for criminals or drug addicts or the really bad stuff I did. But, once I arrived at Job and saw what the Lord considered righteousness, I realized I wasn't, and once in proverbs 30:17 I was hit in the face with the fact that not only am I not good enough, but I am unimaginably wicked as well.
I quickly noticed that the whole broken hearted thing was not my condition at all, and all the immeasurable wickedness I was committing against my godly mother. To say the least, ever since I began living with her, I started despising her, and was very bitter against her (thought she never did anything deserving such a treatment). I had self righteously obeyed her but was unimaginably wicked in my heart and despised her. I saw my sin and for an entire week was terrified at the judgment I deserved. I fasted and slep on the floor, then I understood the Gospel.
Though I deserve hell a thousand times over, the Lord was amazingly merciful enough to send His holy and beloved Son to take our punishment.
I was completely overjoyed and realizing how wicked I was in return to the Lord, I started chaning my behavior to make it pleasing to Him. I got over the fear of witnessing and was able to share the Gospel with several acquaintances and random people. On several instances I felt lead to call certain people and when I obeyed, two were able to fully understand the Gospel, and one is now reading her Bible for the first time.
I grieved and mourned over sin and finally understood the hymns I'd been hearing (amazing grace especially).
Also I know I repented in October because I wrote it down on my journal, and at the time I had no idea what repentance was or that I needed to do it.
Then in December/January I sinned against my mother and did not grieve over it. I was disturbed by this and by the fact that I had lied to someone and was not grieved either.
This disturbed me so much that eventually I started thinking the Lord was very angry with me.
I then began to live in fear of His wrath and was too afraid to pray, but continued reading my Bible.
Then as I would sin more and more, I came across the verse in 2 Peter 3:14 ( be diligent to be found spotless and blameless). I realized that if Jesus were to come back or I to die I was not spotless or blameless and thought I would go to Hell and the Lord was really angry with me.
I stopped reading the Bible as avidly because I was too afraid to open it since I was not doing everything it said to.
I continued this way until now (in fear and many doubts) now I'm to the point that I doubt if I am even a Christian. I am haunted by 1 john 3:14 because I do not know love at all, and have never loved anyone but myself. I feel as one of those without even natural affection. I do not love my mother (who is the godliest mother on the planet) and none of my family (though I have not seen some for more than 10 years and because others or I changed countries so often I stopped trying to become attached back when I was a kid)
Now I am living in complete confusion wasting time. I have not been able to read the Bible, it seems ther is just something in me that cannot, I am in sin and not grieved, I think the Lord hates me and have not prayed seriously since December, I think I am going to hell, I confess tihngs to Him but keep doing them and am thus mocking Him.
I am in desperate need of wisdom but cannot ask for it because I have no faith that my prayers would be answered. I am in constant confusion not knowing which way to take. At this point after hearing of stories from persecuted Christians or just other Christians I doubt whether I am really saved, and do not think I am but I do not know how to even repent with the sorrow and grief I had last year.
I want to be determined to read the Bible, and quit sinning like I did last year, but I just don't.
I really do not know what to do anymore, I am in fear of death and of everything. I am very frustrated and do not know what to do.
Every time I even think about praying I feel as if I am in some sin (probably not loving my mother and step-father or anyone else) and the Lord is really angry with me. And I have given up on trying to know Him like I did last year because I really don't think He wants me and then I am reduced to just trying to make it to heaven but that is very shallow.
I am at the end of the road now just waiting to die and the judgment I deserve to come.
If there is any hope out there I ask for help. BUt I am at a state right now that I do not even think I will get any help.