I don't know when the last time I posted in here was, but whenever it was, so much has happened since. Bad stuff.
I have been struggling with homosexuality since I was young. My older brother had me do stuff with him and ever since then I've had the sin of homosexuality plaguing me. Before I was a Christian I didn't care that much, I just knew it was wrong. Then when I was a sophomore in high school and became a Christian, I started to have horrible guilt every time I would look at porn or maturbate. I wept after I did it, every time. I am so confused and hard-hearted now. Along the way I struggled with doubt about my faith, and now I don't feel much of anything aside from the occasional joys of Christian living. This has carried over and I don't feel guilt when I sin, I don't repent. I could, but I feel fake. I don't have a true, repentant heart anymore. Is this really a reason to not repent?
I try to get close to God now, but I fall into sin. It comes up when I'm focussing on God and devours me. It calls to me and draws me in. I sometimes combat with a little fight, but I usually give in to the calling temptation. After I sin, I try to get back on track, I try to get into the word, I try and try, but I think I'm forgetting something. The fight that I wage against these sins seems fake, like I'm half-heartedly battling against a foe, and I am ill-equipped for the war. What do I do about this?
I want my joy back, but at the same time I feel so un-willing to ask God for it. I feel like I'm being tossed like a wave at sea. Sometimes I desire God, others I just want to chase other lovers.
In my heart of hearts I want restoration, and I want the joy of my salvation back. I wan to walk side by side with my Savior in harmony, rather than falling constantly at His side. "It would be amazing if He still calls me son." I drug his name through the dirt, I disgraced His name, I defiled the marriage bed, I've fornicated, I spat in His face, I condemned Him to death, pushed a crown of thorns on His head, nailed Him to a cross, and lifted Him up to die - BUT HE STILL LOVES ME AND FORGIVES ME.
I need God to piece my life together. I want the joy of my salvation back.
Please help.
I have been struggling with homosexuality since I was young. My older brother had me do stuff with him and ever since then I've had the sin of homosexuality plaguing me. Before I was a Christian I didn't care that much, I just knew it was wrong. Then when I was a sophomore in high school and became a Christian, I started to have horrible guilt every time I would look at porn or maturbate. I wept after I did it, every time. I am so confused and hard-hearted now. Along the way I struggled with doubt about my faith, and now I don't feel much of anything aside from the occasional joys of Christian living. This has carried over and I don't feel guilt when I sin, I don't repent. I could, but I feel fake. I don't have a true, repentant heart anymore. Is this really a reason to not repent?
I try to get close to God now, but I fall into sin. It comes up when I'm focussing on God and devours me. It calls to me and draws me in. I sometimes combat with a little fight, but I usually give in to the calling temptation. After I sin, I try to get back on track, I try to get into the word, I try and try, but I think I'm forgetting something. The fight that I wage against these sins seems fake, like I'm half-heartedly battling against a foe, and I am ill-equipped for the war. What do I do about this?
I want my joy back, but at the same time I feel so un-willing to ask God for it. I feel like I'm being tossed like a wave at sea. Sometimes I desire God, others I just want to chase other lovers.
In my heart of hearts I want restoration, and I want the joy of my salvation back. I wan to walk side by side with my Savior in harmony, rather than falling constantly at His side. "It would be amazing if He still calls me son." I drug his name through the dirt, I disgraced His name, I defiled the marriage bed, I've fornicated, I spat in His face, I condemned Him to death, pushed a crown of thorns on His head, nailed Him to a cross, and lifted Him up to die - BUT HE STILL LOVES ME AND FORGIVES ME.
I need God to piece my life together. I want the joy of my salvation back.
Please help.