DavidLogan
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- Feb 12, 2006
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I'm Logan. I've frequented the site for 6 months or so. This will be my first post.
I came to know Jesus and what He did for me about 18 years ago - I was 14.
I have felt very close to the Lord at different times early in my walk.
But the majority of my experience has been living as a defeated Christian.
I have felt the joy of our salvation. And the Lord answered some big prayers when I was young and going through tough times. Those are some of the reasons that no matter how far from God I fall, I can never stop believing in Him.
In my toughest times instead of turning to Him, I turned away from Him. I was stuck in the "try hard - give up - try hard - give up cycle" for most of my twenties. Until a few years ago, tired of the cycle, I stopped trying all together. But a day does not go by when I don't think about God. I know I will never be happy until I come back to Him.
I need to give my life back to Him. I can't keep living separately from what I know is the truth. It eats me up inside - tears me apart - I will never find happiness, contentedness, or peace of heart, until I start living for Him again.
I am determined to stop the cycle of trying and giving up. I have not really been close with or had anyone to turn to for counsel when dealing with what is either just my own negative thoughts or spiritual attacks.
I have turned from my sins about a week ago. This morning was my first time back in church in a few years. During the praise session in church this morning I saw Christians praise and worship the Lord wholeheartedly and from the bottom of their hearts. When I saw this, and felt the presence of the Lord, I remembered and felt a little bit of how sweet it was to drink from those waters.
I did not fully surrender myself during the praise session. I could not sing some of the songs. They were so personal that when I tried I could feel myself breaking up. I could sing the songs "about" the Lord. But the songs "to" the Lord were the songs that were bringing me to tears and making me feel like dropping to my knees. I chose to remain composed in front of my daughters who have been after me to come to church for some months. I felt the evening sunday service would be more appropriate. That may have been a right or wrong decission but I do not feel convicted about that particular decision. I feel it would have been worse to act ingenuinely, which I cannot do.
It is only my first day back at church and the spiritual attacks, the accusations, and the doubts are already coming at me. Today happened to be communion at church. At the end of the service when the bread and wine were given out I didn't know if I should partake or not. They read from 1Corinthians 11, about the significance of communion, and also that one should not eat or drink unworthily, that to eat or drink unworthily was to eat and drink damnation to himself. That warning bothered me. And I was hessitant as to whether I should partake. But it felt wrong to not partake. It felt as though I was not acknowledging that I know and believe that Jesus died for my sins.
I have been suseptible to spiritual attacks all through life as a believer. A weak foundation in the Word, a feable prayer life, tolerence of sin in my life, and inadequate fellowship has kept me from being the person Christ wants me to be for Him.
I think that when I am done writing this post I am going to get on my knees and pray. I am going to explain all my thoughts and feelings to God about what communion meant to me today. And I am going ask that, if I did anything I shouldn't have that He forgive me, even if I don't understand that I did wrong.
I am hoping that I can find some fellowship here. I'm hoping I can find some good counsel here. Can someone who is more mature in Christ and someone with a good foundation in the Word help me with my first battle? This issue of communion has weighed on my heart all day. I need advice...
I came to know Jesus and what He did for me about 18 years ago - I was 14.
I have felt very close to the Lord at different times early in my walk.
But the majority of my experience has been living as a defeated Christian.
I have felt the joy of our salvation. And the Lord answered some big prayers when I was young and going through tough times. Those are some of the reasons that no matter how far from God I fall, I can never stop believing in Him.
In my toughest times instead of turning to Him, I turned away from Him. I was stuck in the "try hard - give up - try hard - give up cycle" for most of my twenties. Until a few years ago, tired of the cycle, I stopped trying all together. But a day does not go by when I don't think about God. I know I will never be happy until I come back to Him.
I need to give my life back to Him. I can't keep living separately from what I know is the truth. It eats me up inside - tears me apart - I will never find happiness, contentedness, or peace of heart, until I start living for Him again.
I am determined to stop the cycle of trying and giving up. I have not really been close with or had anyone to turn to for counsel when dealing with what is either just my own negative thoughts or spiritual attacks.
I have turned from my sins about a week ago. This morning was my first time back in church in a few years. During the praise session in church this morning I saw Christians praise and worship the Lord wholeheartedly and from the bottom of their hearts. When I saw this, and felt the presence of the Lord, I remembered and felt a little bit of how sweet it was to drink from those waters.
I did not fully surrender myself during the praise session. I could not sing some of the songs. They were so personal that when I tried I could feel myself breaking up. I could sing the songs "about" the Lord. But the songs "to" the Lord were the songs that were bringing me to tears and making me feel like dropping to my knees. I chose to remain composed in front of my daughters who have been after me to come to church for some months. I felt the evening sunday service would be more appropriate. That may have been a right or wrong decission but I do not feel convicted about that particular decision. I feel it would have been worse to act ingenuinely, which I cannot do.
It is only my first day back at church and the spiritual attacks, the accusations, and the doubts are already coming at me. Today happened to be communion at church. At the end of the service when the bread and wine were given out I didn't know if I should partake or not. They read from 1Corinthians 11, about the significance of communion, and also that one should not eat or drink unworthily, that to eat or drink unworthily was to eat and drink damnation to himself. That warning bothered me. And I was hessitant as to whether I should partake. But it felt wrong to not partake. It felt as though I was not acknowledging that I know and believe that Jesus died for my sins.
I have been suseptible to spiritual attacks all through life as a believer. A weak foundation in the Word, a feable prayer life, tolerence of sin in my life, and inadequate fellowship has kept me from being the person Christ wants me to be for Him.
I think that when I am done writing this post I am going to get on my knees and pray. I am going to explain all my thoughts and feelings to God about what communion meant to me today. And I am going ask that, if I did anything I shouldn't have that He forgive me, even if I don't understand that I did wrong.
I am hoping that I can find some fellowship here. I'm hoping I can find some good counsel here. Can someone who is more mature in Christ and someone with a good foundation in the Word help me with my first battle? This issue of communion has weighed on my heart all day. I need advice...