Hi all. I am seeking answers in a BIG way. All my life I've believed that God sent His son to die for me. I accepted Jesus, trusted Him to save me, but now, after 30 years I doubt that there is any such thing as a "personal" relationship with Him. I believe He died for me, yes, but it ends there. Please bear with me as I ramble on. I've just got no where else, or no one else to ramble to at this point. Maybe, just maybe, someone out there who is a professing Christian, can help me. PLEASE help me!! I will try to be brief. Just the facts at this point, unless some brave soul out there is interested in hearing my story.
Five years ago I had surgery. Had to take pain meds. About a year ago God convicted me that I should stop with the pills. "OK, God, no problem." Wrong... BIG problem. Couldn't quit. I knew I could not serve Him the way He wanted me to while taking the narcotics. So I begged Him to help me stop. I prayed, read and studied like I never had before, sought help... you name it, I tried it. I have literally BEGGED God to help me beat this thing. But guess what? ZIPPO, nothing, God is no where. If He truly desires a personal relationship with me, why won't He direct me in the right way to go? Why won't He help me? When I say I've begged Him, I mean I have literally been on my face in the floor pleading with Him to help me... and there's nothing. No help, no peace that He's with me like He said He would be. It's like He could care less if I just died right there in my own tears.
Please understand I DO NOT want to feel this way. Maybe, just maybe, someone out there can say the right thing that will get me where I need to be to serve the God I have loved for so many years.
I do understand that I got myself in this predicament, and it's not God's fault by any means. I just want to know why He has left me all alone. Can anyone help?
Betty
Five years ago I had surgery. Had to take pain meds. About a year ago God convicted me that I should stop with the pills. "OK, God, no problem." Wrong... BIG problem. Couldn't quit. I knew I could not serve Him the way He wanted me to while taking the narcotics. So I begged Him to help me stop. I prayed, read and studied like I never had before, sought help... you name it, I tried it. I have literally BEGGED God to help me beat this thing. But guess what? ZIPPO, nothing, God is no where. If He truly desires a personal relationship with me, why won't He direct me in the right way to go? Why won't He help me? When I say I've begged Him, I mean I have literally been on my face in the floor pleading with Him to help me... and there's nothing. No help, no peace that He's with me like He said He would be. It's like He could care less if I just died right there in my own tears.
Please understand I DO NOT want to feel this way. Maybe, just maybe, someone out there can say the right thing that will get me where I need to be to serve the God I have loved for so many years.
I do understand that I got myself in this predicament, and it's not God's fault by any means. I just want to know why He has left me all alone. Can anyone help?
Betty