Angel, sweetie, I think you need to tell your parents that you want to see a pastor or a counselor. There are sometimes problems and insecurities that you can't overcome on your own. If these fears are bringing you to a despair that causes you to feel suicidal, it's time to get help. Please, do that.
We all love and support you. Don't give up. You've got much too much to live for.
I'm not super beautiful, but I think I look nice, I have wonderful parents, a great boyfriend, pets, I'm smart, and I can't think of anyone who really makes me mad or anyone who hates me. To perfectly honest, I was pretty content with the world...but now I just feel like I can't smile....
Now here I am. I wish I was never made. I'm so unworthy of this world....
Zar wrote:Praise God for all things awesome. Life ROCKS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Zar wrote:Praise God for all things awesome. Life ROCKS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Never be afraid to try something new. Remember that a lone amateur built the Ark. A large group of professionals built the Titanic. Dave Barry
bigsleepj wrote: Unfinished stories never leave you, nor do they fester. They only grow better, like wine locked away in a deep dark cellar, waiting for you to bottle it and bring it to the light.
Isn't the truth? I owe my conversion to Christianity, and indeed much of my faith and positive characteristics to the aftermath of a similar experience, though I already told you that story. So too, through my friend DeeDeeWarren's (admin of sister site Theology Web) has come out the better (she tells the story in appendix A of this article http://www.preteristsite.com/docs/warrenend.html , though I wish the article itself to stay out of this discussion) and has in fact been effective in battling an abominable heresy that denies the resurrection of the flesh and the future second coming of Christ.Angel Mitsuki wrote:"Don't you ever doubt the lord Rindi. There is a God, I know there is, and he works in mysterious ways." and all at once, my eyes widened and I stared at her. Meanwhile my mom just smiled a little and looked to me, wondering if I ever told her.
Did I?
No. I never told grandma about my religious problem, my mom didn't, my dad didn't, no one did....but she knew. And I believe that in a sense, that wasn't my grandmother talking to me, but God. Just the way it was said...it seemed different. She hit EXACTLY what was bugging me and just out of the full blue. It's like she had it all planned out.
You would do well to note my own and Warren's experience, and certain important details of it, not least that it was only the final resolution of what nagged at us that we fully regained our faith (or in my case, gained and later regained). I recommend you read Lee Strobel's "The Case For" series ( http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/search-handle-url/index=blended&field-keywords=lee%252520strobel&pg=1/ref=s_b_xs_ap_pp/002-0998413-8823256 ) and the apologetic works of C.S. Lewis ( http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/0060653027/qid=1110336064/sr=8-5/ref=pd_csp_5/002-0998413-8823256?v=glance&s=books&n=507846 ), which should be a good step towards the answer.Also this morning another extrodinary *spll* thing happened to me. I only got four hours of sleep, but prayed to God to at least give me the strength to get on moving and...I wasn't tired at all.
Still now I feel somewhat empty, and I really don't understand why. It bothers me because I worry it's still doubt despite all that's happened, but I can't let it get to me. In the end when asked "Do you believe?" I will say yes, and even when at the end of my rope, I will never let go. I will always pray to God and talk to him, and even if my faith is so widdled down inside, I still will never turn my back on him, I know I won't.
So in a way, am I doing better? Slightly. ^^ I wish I could figure out his odd feeling inside, and I hope it goes away, but I know it will. God's helped me so far so...I have faith he will farther.
Thanks Guys, I'll keep you updated. *huggles* ^__^
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