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I am trying to reconnect with God, after being "out of the loop" for quit some time. I am one of those people who for years carried around a hatred for God and his people...but now I am really trying to change.
I sit in church and feel like an absolute alien. At a couple churches I'be tried, the preachers kept looking at me and kind of sneering because I was not jumping, shouting, and singing out like everyone else around me. One even transformed her sermon into a "you are a bad and ungrateful person if you do not shout, dance, and give YOUR Creator all the praise"...later some of the members also tried to give me a guilt trip, and it took all of my power to not start screaming at them! Some Christians, for some reason can't seem to grasp the concept not every has a "deep and special" relationship with the "Savior". If you ask for advice ...the answer to everything is..."pray about it", the words flow so freely from their lips as if EVERYONE is some sort of praying warrior or something. Or they give you a Scripture to read.
The conversation quickly turns into, "how DARE you have any ill feelings towards the one who GAVE YOU LIFE!!! How dare you not give all your love and praise to Jesus Christ who suffered and died for YOUR sins!"
And though I don't, I just want to shout back..."I didn't ASK for this life! I didn't a ASK to be born a sinner! I would much rather I had not been born at all so that I would not have to deal with this horrible existence that I am supposed to be so 'grateful' for!!!!"
I don't say it. But I want to. Because then I would have to deal with their condescending Christian glares, and fight the urge to punch their high horses in the face!
In the past...I have had some people on Christian Chat give some great advice ...which has helped me not to just give up.
Tried to pray last night. There were long moments were I couldn't say anything at all; feelings flowed through me that words could not come close to describing. Someone told me once that God doesn't hear the prayers of the unfaithful. And if that is the case then I truly am doomed.
I felt a little better afterwards. Maybe He did hear my words...even the ones I couldn't speak. Or maybe it is just wishful thinking.
I sit in church and feel like an absolute alien. At a couple churches I'be tried, the preachers kept looking at me and kind of sneering because I was not jumping, shouting, and singing out like everyone else around me. One even transformed her sermon into a "you are a bad and ungrateful person if you do not shout, dance, and give YOUR Creator all the praise"...later some of the members also tried to give me a guilt trip, and it took all of my power to not start screaming at them! Some Christians, for some reason can't seem to grasp the concept not every has a "deep and special" relationship with the "Savior". If you ask for advice ...the answer to everything is..."pray about it", the words flow so freely from their lips as if EVERYONE is some sort of praying warrior or something. Or they give you a Scripture to read.
The conversation quickly turns into, "how DARE you have any ill feelings towards the one who GAVE YOU LIFE!!! How dare you not give all your love and praise to Jesus Christ who suffered and died for YOUR sins!"
And though I don't, I just want to shout back..."I didn't ASK for this life! I didn't a ASK to be born a sinner! I would much rather I had not been born at all so that I would not have to deal with this horrible existence that I am supposed to be so 'grateful' for!!!!"
I don't say it. But I want to. Because then I would have to deal with their condescending Christian glares, and fight the urge to punch their high horses in the face!
In the past...I have had some people on Christian Chat give some great advice ...which has helped me not to just give up.
Tried to pray last night. There were long moments were I couldn't say anything at all; feelings flowed through me that words could not come close to describing. Someone told me once that God doesn't hear the prayers of the unfaithful. And if that is the case then I truly am doomed.
I felt a little better afterwards. Maybe He did hear my words...even the ones I couldn't speak. Or maybe it is just wishful thinking.