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Annonymous99
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I have a prayer request for myself. For many years I have been a faithful practicing Catholic. But for the past couple of weeks I have been struggling with doubts about the existence of God. It goes through my mind as a fear of dying and fading into nothingness. At this point, it is so hard to see the existence of God. And I have no known health problems that I know of.
Whats more, these thoughts give me the sensation that life is purposeless. One of the reasons I came to believe in God was that the alternative was a Godless, materialistic universe. And that would mean that all my love, hopes, dreams, suffering was meaningless. And that was counter to my experience of life. I’ve always felt that the longing and loves of my heart were there to point me to God.
And now, as I struggle to believe, the sense of meaningless seems to be touching all thoughts of my life. I have young beautiful children, and a wonderful devout wife, and this feeling of meaninglessness seems to be touching the time I spend with them. I love them so much and yet it is bittersweet. The thought that all that love I have for them is just the synapses of my brain running through its programming. Then someday we’ll all die, and that will be it.
I humbly ask for your prayers. Please help me.
Whats more, these thoughts give me the sensation that life is purposeless. One of the reasons I came to believe in God was that the alternative was a Godless, materialistic universe. And that would mean that all my love, hopes, dreams, suffering was meaningless. And that was counter to my experience of life. I’ve always felt that the longing and loves of my heart were there to point me to God.
And now, as I struggle to believe, the sense of meaningless seems to be touching all thoughts of my life. I have young beautiful children, and a wonderful devout wife, and this feeling of meaninglessness seems to be touching the time I spend with them. I love them so much and yet it is bittersweet. The thought that all that love I have for them is just the synapses of my brain running through its programming. Then someday we’ll all die, and that will be it.
I humbly ask for your prayers. Please help me.
