Bob,
Let me say first, that I’ll add you to my prayers, and I am sad for you that you are in such despair. You’ve written much, but these were the first things that caught my eye. I will try to come back to give more answers for you if you continue to be unable to see God’s Love for you, and His Desire for a relationship with you.
I wish God would choose me. But there’s always a catch. God never gives unconditionally, every gift has a price to pay.
God DOES love us unconditionally. I know this because there is absolutely nothing we can do to ‘earn’ His love. Nothing. He has given us more, loved us more, than we could ever possibly give to Him, to earn His Love, to serve Him enough. The price doesn’t come from Him, but of the challenges we face on earth by being fallen human beings, sinful creatures, but the rewards are beyond any measure of greatness and joy you can imagine.
This is why I’ve made the decision to give up, on trying to have a personal relationship with God.
I’ll never have a personal relationship with God, so I’m going to settle for just having a corporate relationship.
I’m in the body of Christ, but not the heart. I’ll just pray for others (since praying for me doesn’t work). I’ll take the sacraments. And that’s all I’ll ever have. I’ll never be able to know God on a personal basis.
I’ll never be able to become a saint, seems that CINO is the best I can aspire for.
“From everyone who has been given much, much will be demanded; and from the one who has been entrusted with much, much more will be asked.”
So since I’m not given much (i.e. personal relationship) God won’t demand anything from me. All I can do is just…exist.
Please don’t give up. Please. You do have a personal relationship, by being His child; He created you exactly as He wants you to be. Find that hope in you. Find that love. That’s what He wants. That can be the start of a good relationship with God: by seeing in you what He sees in you.
Praying does work. We have to learn how to listen. God’s not a vending machine, dispensing our desires depending on how many prayers we put in. Prayer increases our Faith in Him; it doesn’t increase His Faith in us. He has great faith in us! He loves us more deeply than we could ever imagine.
Saints aren’t perfect people. As the saying goes, the Church is a hospital for sinners, not saints. Name one perfect person. One. You can’t do it. Not St. John Paul II, not St. Faustina, not St. Matthew, not soon to be St. Teresa of Calcutta. Even St Teresa of Calcutta had long times of dryness where she didn’t ‘feel’ close to God.
Don’t give up. You’re in the right place, here, among people who DO care about you, and many who have been through long periods of spiritual dryness. Deep down, there is hope in you, desire to be close to God, and belief that you can. It’s hard finding that kernel of hope sometimes. It’s there, I promise you. I know this from the deepest part of my heart and soul. Trust in Him. Believe in Him. Keep going.
Sometimes, I forget to look for God. Sometimes, I can’t help but see Him everywhere I look. Which one is more true? Does He cease to exist when I’m not looking? Or am I just not looking correctly? I have to adjust my vision. Maybe you can adjust your prayer. As I came back to God, to the Church, to the Faith, I didn’t know how to pray. I didn’t know how to pray to Him, to see Him. My joys came in being forgiven, in going to Mass, in receiving the Sacraments, including reconciliation. In fact, Confession is where I often felt/feel closest to Him, however I’ve sinned. Yet, sometimes, I ‘feel’ nothing afterwards/during. I have to trust in Him.
I am easily distracted (still) during prayer. Especially at the beginning, I downloaded Laudate and the Rosary Player, and prayed the Rosary along with the audio portion of the app. I began attending Mass at a couple different parishes; one had weekday Mass at a time convenient for me. I went to regular confession, and always Sunday Mass. I came to this website, looking for support (as have you).
I would pray, and not felt heard. One day, I had concerns, and He knew them. I couldn’t concentrate to pray, except to say, repeatedly, “Jesus, I love you.” My heart was open and I heard/felt an answer; those same words were spoken to me by my priest in Confession that afternoon, despite not mentioning that concern, nor was it related to my sins. But I had to open my ears and hear Him, in a new way for me.
Appreciating God’s physical gifts of things like nature helps me as well. I marvel at His creations. He loves them, and those birds can’t give anything back to Him but their songs (etc etc).