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I’ve been debating whether to post about this or not for awhile, and I’ll be going to confession next chance I get. Bear with me, this will be a little long.
I’m haunted by blasphemous thoughts. Maybe it’s OCD, maybe it’s the devil whispering into my ear, I don’t know. I pray that my heart isn’t wicked. I hate this feeling of hopelessness. It seems I’ll be fine for a few days, and then all of a sudden I’ll be worse off again. I can’t even bear to type these thoughts out, and I certainly won’t speak them aloud. They’re bad, though. Definitely awful.
I know despair is a sin, and I know satan tries to knock those that love Christ down (and the fact that this started happening right when I was feeling great in faith supports this), but man, I just don’t know what to do. Yes, I pray. Constantly, almost. If this happens at work, I’ll go in the back room, and repent and pray. Sometimes, it just doesn’t seem enough. About two weeks ago, something so absolutely horrible about Christ entered my mind, I broke out in a sweat. It seems that when it comes to evil thoughts, it just doesn’t get any worse than this particular thought (I dare not speak or type it, it’s between Jesus and me, I pray he forgives me).
It’s not that I believe these thoughts, it’s not that I want these thoughts, they just pop up. I wouldn’t even call them thoughts so much as ‘statements’ in my mind. They go beyond blasphemy, sometimes it’s outright heresy, it’s like satan attacks my mind directly. Two nights ago, I had a nightmare about my salvation being irrevocably lost due to selling my soul, and now that’s been preying on my mind for two days. And then tonight, another stupid little statement. Now I’m worried my soul has been sold.
Let me make one thing clear: I love Jesus. More than anything. Just typing that makes me feel great. I know he knows I don’t want this, but I can’t shake the feeling my mind is hopelessly corrupt. My worries run from the unforgivable sin, all the way to the aforementioned selling of the soul. I try to be the best person I can be, to worship and thank Jesus for everything, but I can’t shake the feeling that it’s not enough.
Then, on top of all of this, there’s the fear that I’ve gone beyond normal sin, I’m unsalvageable. Jesus died for the sins of the world, of course, but I’ve gone beyond that, it feels like. One of the scariest things is the thought that no matter what I’m told, no matter what I read, at the end of my life there will still be that little doubt. Or even worse, right before I die, my mind will blaspheme. Lord, please don’t let that happen.
Of course, then there’s the fear that Catholic interpretation of the Bible is wrong, other denominations are right, etc. etc. It’s gotten to the point where If I find out someone’s a Christian but not Catholic, I become uneasy, though I certainly don’t look down upon Protestants. I think it’s more due to the fact that I really hate conflict. In fact, there’s one Christian website that has been most helpful to me, even though it’s definitely not Catholic (I believe that even if a Christian group isn’t Catholic, that doesn’t automatically invalidate all of it’s teachings. Just wanted to clarify, I’m sure the CC doesn’t teach that).
Despite all I’ve said, I’m not a depressive person, I’m usually pretty happy. I do have a bit of a temper, though it doesn’t show up like it used to. I have Jesus to thank for that. Despite the evil that rages inside my head, I do try to follow Jesus. Some sins have been wiped out almost completely, others I’m still working with. I do have OCD. I haven’t been clinically diagnosed, but I have it. I’ve always obsessed about things, big or little, be it a scratch or germ. I’m constantly washing my hands, and you don’t want to know the process I go through just to open up something I’ve received in the mail (something I’ll be adding to one of my collections, not something like junk mail, mind you). Lately, suicide has popped into my mind, but I know that’s never the answer (persevering to the end, after all).
Thanks for hearing me out, I know I rambled. It actually feels better to get this out in the open, among people who will hopefully understand. No matter what happens, I’ll continue to follow Jesus. Perhaps he’ll have mercy on me. I really do feel like the greatest sinner. I really don’t know what kind of replies to expect, all I ask is that you please pray for me. I could really use it right now.
I’m haunted by blasphemous thoughts. Maybe it’s OCD, maybe it’s the devil whispering into my ear, I don’t know. I pray that my heart isn’t wicked. I hate this feeling of hopelessness. It seems I’ll be fine for a few days, and then all of a sudden I’ll be worse off again. I can’t even bear to type these thoughts out, and I certainly won’t speak them aloud. They’re bad, though. Definitely awful.
I know despair is a sin, and I know satan tries to knock those that love Christ down (and the fact that this started happening right when I was feeling great in faith supports this), but man, I just don’t know what to do. Yes, I pray. Constantly, almost. If this happens at work, I’ll go in the back room, and repent and pray. Sometimes, it just doesn’t seem enough. About two weeks ago, something so absolutely horrible about Christ entered my mind, I broke out in a sweat. It seems that when it comes to evil thoughts, it just doesn’t get any worse than this particular thought (I dare not speak or type it, it’s between Jesus and me, I pray he forgives me).
It’s not that I believe these thoughts, it’s not that I want these thoughts, they just pop up. I wouldn’t even call them thoughts so much as ‘statements’ in my mind. They go beyond blasphemy, sometimes it’s outright heresy, it’s like satan attacks my mind directly. Two nights ago, I had a nightmare about my salvation being irrevocably lost due to selling my soul, and now that’s been preying on my mind for two days. And then tonight, another stupid little statement. Now I’m worried my soul has been sold.
Let me make one thing clear: I love Jesus. More than anything. Just typing that makes me feel great. I know he knows I don’t want this, but I can’t shake the feeling my mind is hopelessly corrupt. My worries run from the unforgivable sin, all the way to the aforementioned selling of the soul. I try to be the best person I can be, to worship and thank Jesus for everything, but I can’t shake the feeling that it’s not enough.
Then, on top of all of this, there’s the fear that I’ve gone beyond normal sin, I’m unsalvageable. Jesus died for the sins of the world, of course, but I’ve gone beyond that, it feels like. One of the scariest things is the thought that no matter what I’m told, no matter what I read, at the end of my life there will still be that little doubt. Or even worse, right before I die, my mind will blaspheme. Lord, please don’t let that happen.
Of course, then there’s the fear that Catholic interpretation of the Bible is wrong, other denominations are right, etc. etc. It’s gotten to the point where If I find out someone’s a Christian but not Catholic, I become uneasy, though I certainly don’t look down upon Protestants. I think it’s more due to the fact that I really hate conflict. In fact, there’s one Christian website that has been most helpful to me, even though it’s definitely not Catholic (I believe that even if a Christian group isn’t Catholic, that doesn’t automatically invalidate all of it’s teachings. Just wanted to clarify, I’m sure the CC doesn’t teach that).
Despite all I’ve said, I’m not a depressive person, I’m usually pretty happy. I do have a bit of a temper, though it doesn’t show up like it used to. I have Jesus to thank for that. Despite the evil that rages inside my head, I do try to follow Jesus. Some sins have been wiped out almost completely, others I’m still working with. I do have OCD. I haven’t been clinically diagnosed, but I have it. I’ve always obsessed about things, big or little, be it a scratch or germ. I’m constantly washing my hands, and you don’t want to know the process I go through just to open up something I’ve received in the mail (something I’ll be adding to one of my collections, not something like junk mail, mind you). Lately, suicide has popped into my mind, but I know that’s never the answer (persevering to the end, after all).
Thanks for hearing me out, I know I rambled. It actually feels better to get this out in the open, among people who will hopefully understand. No matter what happens, I’ll continue to follow Jesus. Perhaps he’ll have mercy on me. I really do feel like the greatest sinner. I really don’t know what kind of replies to expect, all I ask is that you please pray for me. I could really use it right now.