Famine, have you read
this article?
I found it a rather eye-opening read. Personal experience is where I "lost my faith", and it feels good to read that others can sympathize.
I wonder how XVII and SuperCobraJet would view if they lived a day in my shoes...
If they could feel how confused I am by people preaching spiritual acceptance at the cost of everything that makes me who I am...
The hurt of knowing that even if I did believe, I'd be unworthy of the same love and salvation they claim to have recieved...
This may seem like just a discussion on a message board to some of you, but to me, it's more of a journey into who I am, how my beliefs match up to others, and how or how not my logic and belief system is flawed.
I wish I could just ignore this thread...let it go unread from here on out. But I can't. I've gotten myself in too deep, and I have questions that I don't know how to ask. I'm still kind of hurting from things that have been said, and I can't understand why if I were to look at myself through your eyes, I'd be this spiritually tainted person, in need of immediate saving or conversion.
I'm so confused...and it really hurts. I've never cried when reading a topic on a message board before. None have ever really affected me in that large a capacity. But I can honestly say that as sure as I am typing this, there are tears rolling down my cheeks. I don't wear it on my sleeve, but deep down, I'm a very spiritual person - not in a christian sense - but in a sense that I am indeed worried about my worth as a person, if I have a soul and if there is indeed more to life than cells and time.
I have questions like, if I died, on a grand scale, does it matter? Have I done anything to leave an impact on anyone, big or small? Has anything I've said helped anyone, or made their life even a tad better?
And as I think we all worry at one point - what happens when I die? Yes. It comes up with fits of depression, and everyone thinks about it at one point or another.
You, nor anyone in the entire reaches of the internet or this earth can answer these questions for me, so don't even try.
Sometimes life is hard, you can't see over the hill and the sun is just on the other side. You're shrouded in darkness, and everything around you is frightening and confusing. You wonder if maybe your life is just a prelude to something bigger - maybe death brings the next step, and there is something beyond our comprehension that awaits us. Something grander than life. You almost want to drop everything you have and find out...
It's times like that that I'm glad I have my family and my friends. I could never leave them behind. In a sense, they keep me here. They're my reason for not making the biggest mistake I could ever make - taking my own life.
THAT is where my faith is. In my loved ones. I hope maybe now you understand what I mean when I say that the value of someone's faith has nothing to do with where they put it.
What matters is that it's there.
I need to take a breather now. I've nothing more to say.