shadrach_ said:
I am here to ask for help. It seems as though all of my passion for the things of God has left me, and I am ambivalent towards it all. I go to church and cant wait to leave, things like that. Reading has left my doings. I dont know what to do.
I have no advice for you but only want to tell you that you are not alone in this experience. Sometimes Our beloved draws His presense from us and we become cold and almost lifeless but He does return and the fellowship is so much sweeter for having gone through the experience. Imagine what John Newton was going through when he penned these words;
How tedious and tasteless the hours
When Jesus no longer I see!
Sweet prospects, sweet birds, and sweet flowers,
Have all lost their sweetness to me.
The mid-summer sun shines but dim;
The fields strive in vain to look gay;
But when I am happy in Him,
Decembers as pleasant as May.
His name yields the richest perfume,
And sweeter than music His voice;
His presence disperses my gloom,
And makes all within me rejoice:
I should, were He always thus nigh,
Have nothing to wish or to fear;
No mortal so happy as I;
My summer would last all the year.
Content with beholding His face,
My all to His pleasure resigned,
No changes of season or place
Would make any change in my mind;
While blest with a sense of His love,
A palace a toy would appear;
And prisons would palaces prove,
If Jesus would dwell with me there.
Dear Lord, if indeed I am Thine,
If Thou art my sun and my song,
Say, why do I languish and pine,
And why are my winters so long?
Oh, drive these dark clouds from my sky,
Thy soul cheering presence restore;
Or take me unto Thee on high,
Where winter and clouds are no more.