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I would like to know how other people have coped when God goes silent and seems to have left you alone.
I know, I know…He never leaves us alone, etc., but sometimes God seems to withdraw from your life. It’s like having parents who feed, clothe and shelter you (materially, I am taken care of), but who never look you in the eyes or speak to you.
It used to be hardly two days would go by, at most, after I’d asked God for some help before I experienced consolation or found some answer. Now…nothing. Empty silence.
Ironically enough, this silence began three years ago when God asked me to make the biggest sacrifice of my life. When I said, ‘Your will be done,’ I thought I would die from the pain, but instead felt tremendous joy and lightness…for about three days, until the pain kicked in again. That was three years ago. God has been silent ever since.
I think I’ve been through all the stages of crying out for God to come back, demanding that He return, begging Him for just a crumb of reassurance that I’m doing His will…to now a sort of bland, beige plodding along to Mass (almost daily), through the rosary (generally mindlessly), Divine Mercy, confession (when I can find an English-speaking priest, about four times per year). It’s like I don’t have anything to bring to Him, because He has stopped giving me anything to come to Him with.
It feels like this will go on forever and my faith will never bring me joy again.
Anyone who has been through this, tell me your happy ending - please?
I know, I know…He never leaves us alone, etc., but sometimes God seems to withdraw from your life. It’s like having parents who feed, clothe and shelter you (materially, I am taken care of), but who never look you in the eyes or speak to you.
It used to be hardly two days would go by, at most, after I’d asked God for some help before I experienced consolation or found some answer. Now…nothing. Empty silence.
Ironically enough, this silence began three years ago when God asked me to make the biggest sacrifice of my life. When I said, ‘Your will be done,’ I thought I would die from the pain, but instead felt tremendous joy and lightness…for about three days, until the pain kicked in again. That was three years ago. God has been silent ever since.
I think I’ve been through all the stages of crying out for God to come back, demanding that He return, begging Him for just a crumb of reassurance that I’m doing His will…to now a sort of bland, beige plodding along to Mass (almost daily), through the rosary (generally mindlessly), Divine Mercy, confession (when I can find an English-speaking priest, about four times per year). It’s like I don’t have anything to bring to Him, because He has stopped giving me anything to come to Him with.
It feels like this will go on forever and my faith will never bring me joy again.
Anyone who has been through this, tell me your happy ending - please?