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Intellectually, I can believe that God is everywhere. But in reality, I don’t feel that God is nearby. Perhaps there are moments of inspiration upon reading Scripture or private revelations…but it’s never felt like God would or could look down all the way from heaven and see or care about someone so sinful and negligent as me.
There are doubts whether I have actually prayed. I verbalize things, but only because we are told to, not because I believe in my heart that God Who is omnipotent and holy would actually be moved by anything I say. It seems like I’m a mosquito buzzing in His ear.
All the holy people, from Scripture to saints, say prayer is crucial and key. It just seems like whatever I do is futile and that because of my continual sins, God is annoyed.
This is a horrible thought that I have in my mind, and I truly wish that I didn’t think it, but the very idea that Jesus died for my sins is elusive to me — my mind accepts it, but my heart is oblivious. How can I be truly contrite and thankful for His sacrifice when I cannot even grasp the most basic thing?
The other day, I read somewhere that Jesus said in a private revelation that every single person is unique and has something to offer Jesus (paraphrased). I want to believe this…just wish it wasn’t a private revelation and in Scripture instead. And also something like Divine Mercy — I want to believe…but it just seems too incredible that Jesus would want someone like me to trust in His Mercy.
This feels like doubt and despair…not sure how to overcome it.
There are doubts whether I have actually prayed. I verbalize things, but only because we are told to, not because I believe in my heart that God Who is omnipotent and holy would actually be moved by anything I say. It seems like I’m a mosquito buzzing in His ear.
All the holy people, from Scripture to saints, say prayer is crucial and key. It just seems like whatever I do is futile and that because of my continual sins, God is annoyed.
This is a horrible thought that I have in my mind, and I truly wish that I didn’t think it, but the very idea that Jesus died for my sins is elusive to me — my mind accepts it, but my heart is oblivious. How can I be truly contrite and thankful for His sacrifice when I cannot even grasp the most basic thing?
The other day, I read somewhere that Jesus said in a private revelation that every single person is unique and has something to offer Jesus (paraphrased). I want to believe this…just wish it wasn’t a private revelation and in Scripture instead. And also something like Divine Mercy — I want to believe…but it just seems too incredible that Jesus would want someone like me to trust in His Mercy.
This feels like doubt and despair…not sure how to overcome it.
