When We Feel Abandoned By God, What Should We do? How Do We Reconnect?

God Left Me! Why Has He Forsaken Me?

When We Feel Abandoned By God

It’s been a while I got this kinda concern. When I started reading this concerned message I realised am also a victim to this. But in this case let’s read and try to contribute positively in supporting and helping this anonymous brother.

I grew up in the church and I know the Bible well. But now, I’m positive that God left me. Like Saul. I’m empty and it seems pointless to live. I’m basically a corpse walking around. I have no joy, peace, patience or kindness. No fruit of the Spirit. How can I have the fruit of the Spirit when God left me? I got sick about a month ago and started doubting everything. I was thinking sick thoughts–blasphemous thoughts. I tried to fight with scripture but the doubt and evil thoughts continued to expand. And now I know that the beautiful spirit of the Lord is gone. God left me; He has deserted me. I’ve prayed and prayed but I’m sure God left. God has given me over to a reprobate mind. Now nothing affects me. My heart is hard. I know that the Bible is God’s Word and that Jesus is God’s Son and that He gave He gave the Holy Spirit to dwell in those who believe. I know who God is even if He gave me over to a reprobate mind. I will continue to let people know that He is true even thought God left me.

Uncle Tim gave a very positive and encouraging advise.

The purpose of God’s testing is not to undermine us, but to purify and to move our assurance away from feelings which can be transitory to a solid faith that seeks to serve God even if it seems that He is destroying us (Job 13:14). Sometimes we think we are strong Christians when we do not realize on what weak legs we stand. Then the storms come, as Scripture says they will, and our worlds are turned upside down. God’s purpose through His training of us is to substitute for our weak legs some strong legs of faith, where we seek God and seek to live out His will even when our worlds seem to be collapsing around us. We are the house built on the rock.

So my encouragement to you is to lift up the feeble legs (Hebrews 12:12-13), stand strong in God, understand His purposes in your life, and hope in Him. When the testing is done, you will come through as pure gold, a treasure fit for His presence, and a blessing to all.

Another anonymous contributor advises

So here is what I do when difficult times come. First, I pray and ask God to reveal if there is some sin that has brought about the feeling of estrangement. If there is some sin that comes to mind, I confess it.

Second, having dealt with any know sin, I remind myself of His promises to me and assure myself that God is not a liar. In fact, I go farther and reaffirm to myself His great character and desire for us. Sometimes I read some of the great passages of Scripture on God’s character. I reaffirm that He has forgiven my sin and cleansed me, even as He promised and even though I do not “feel” clean. The feelings follow faith. I talk to myself about Him.

Third, I stop and worship Him for who He is. I submit myself before Him and tell Him how great He is. I see this with Job’s response, where in his sorrow he paused and worshipped (Job 1:20).

Fourth, I talk to myself about me, my purpose in this world, my calling to represent Him well, my choice not to focus on myself but to focus on Him. I reaffirm that serving Him is my choice no matter how I feel.

Finally, I seek to engage with His word and continue to pray, accounting that He is listening even when I have no feeling of engagement. (But I must admit, usually by the end of step 2, I find that I have reconnected. There is something about worship that touches God’s heart and transforms ours.) Yet, in the times when I still feel remote, I choose to draw near to Him and trust that in His time He will draw near to me. And He always does.

Other contribution to this …

Faith is trusting when we cannot see, banking that in the morning joy will return.

I encourage you not to be cast down, but to know that such times of struggle are part of God’s good gifts to His own, demonstrating His loving training so that our faith may stand strong and robust and be able to withstand any storm that strikes the rock on which our house is built.

I know this is difficult, especially in times you are not feeling well. But I encourage you to engage with others, and seek their prayers for mutual support during this time.

What advise do you have for this concerned brother, we will love you to share your thoughts and contributions too….

Have a blessed Sunday!!!

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Trust God and Step Out In Faith. Embrace change!!!

Screwed up like a ball
Protected by a covering
Afraid to share at all
Wound up by fear of change
A person can survive
Sitting on the outside
Looking at the beauty
Of what He’s doing today.

What’s the use of change
It only brings you problems
I’m perfect as I am
I do my best by Him
But there is something more
A loving kind of future
If only I would trust
And let dear Jesus in.

Oh peel away these layers
These chains that are my jailer
Let me open out
Into the flower that I am
The joy that lives within
Is buried deep inside me
Someone notice me
And help me live again.

Let me feel the power
A deluge of the water
Cleansing deep inside
Removing all my pain
Take away the fear
The thought of being foolish
Here, have all of me
I cannot stay the same.

Walk today in faith and have expect a change you never expected.

The Best Is Yet To Come

It’s another Friday and the weekend is here. This piece is for the road. Hope you like it!

I closed my eyes in what seemed like a dream, and opened them in another land. I saw trees that were perfect, the bluest sky, and many things I could not understand.

I heard sounds that appeared as great choirs, all singing with a melody of praise. I saw people arrayed in the brightest apparel that blinded of heavenly rays.

There were creatures I saw that were so different, yet all were so beautiful and kind. I searched my thoughts to see if I had seen such a sight, yet nothing like these came to my mind.

Their appearance was very awesome, and yet somehow you still had no fear. They just stared as though they were beckoning you to follow, with a love that just drew you near.

The grass was so green, with not a blade out of place, and the streets seemed like streams made of gold. Everything looked, as though it had just been created, for nothing was battered or old.

I saw no sun casting shadows about, yet the brilliance was of a shining array. I saw no darkness just magnificent colors, as if waking to a perfect day.

The families I passed all turned, waved, and smiled, with a joy that just seemed so complete. As I turned around I saw a massive throne, with others kneeling down at God’s feet.

Crowns were now being laid down before Him, the rewards of the faithful and true. One of them called me to come forward, yet I had no crown, so what could I do?

I lowered my face, looking down to the street; I had shame, guilt, and despair. Then I felt a hand take hold of mine, and He promised to walk with me there.

Tears began to fall from my eyes, yet He reached out and wiped them away. He introduced me as faithful and true; I was quiet with nothing to say.

My knees gave way, and I fell down in worship, as a crown was then placed in my hand. The shame and guilt then disappeared, and I began to, now understand.

I turned my face up to the throne; I saw Jesus He was smiling so sweet. I took that crown that He had given to me and I laid it at my Savior’s feet.

Then I stood to my feet as others had done, and then received His very best.

When I heard Jesus, say “well-done good and faithful servant, now enter my Father’s rest.”

The New Chance: His Love

How have you reacted to the murder of Jesus Christ? Did you laugh when you heard? Cry? Ignore? Or have you taken the chance that His death on the cross and subsequent resurrection affords you?

Evilness, corruption and disarray,
The world is full of it today.

Yet He was loving, compassionate and filled with care,
When I was so ignorant and stuck in sin’s lair.

He endured nails, blood and shame,
While I laughed at His terrible but patient pain.

Before the death He said, “I shall rise from the grave, I will,”
And His covenant He did fulfill.

He loved us, He cared for us and saved you and I,
And now I’ll take the new chance of His love and turn from Satan’s desperate cry.

How Can I Love Jesus More?

A question from a concerned reader.

Love is never centered in the external things we do, but in the longing of the heart. The Pharisees read and memorized many books of the Scriptures, prayed long prayers, fasted two times a week, and strictly adhered to all of the religious requirements that they had been taught, but they did not love God. It is great to read the Bible and pray, to sing and praise, and to do all of the other external aspects of religion, but only if we first love God.

Jesus said of the Jewish leaders of His day that the people honor Him with their lips but their heart is far from Him (Matthew 15:7-9). Love towards God is making God the object of one’s affections in the heart. The first and great command is to love God with all of our hearts. As we draw our hearts towards our God, the heart’s desires for sin will weaken.

You ask how you can love Jesus more.

Love is a command in Scripture. Love is drawing our hearts into another. We grow in love as we draw our hearts towards our Savior. We long for Him.

We seek to be with Him. We treasure His company. We meditate on His words. We adore Him. We thank him from the heart. We spend quality time with Him. We do not see Him as the means to something else, but He Himself is the special treasure we seek.

May Jesus become the love of your life, your joy, and delight. If you draw your heart to Him, you will gain a treasure that will supersede the passing pleasures of sin.

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Paradise Vs Pleasure

God forgive us when we leave your side
When we hop on that haunting black ride.

Only to hop right back off again
Returning to you asking forgiveness of sin.

It seems to be an ongoing routine
There’s still filth in our life Lord and we want to be clean.

However these are choices that you give us to make.

For Heaven’s sake . . . literally speaking
What is it that we’re actually seeking?
A life with you or a life of our own selfish desires.

As we continue helping Satan stoke them fires.

When will we recognize this and actually turn . . . for good.

As we should . . . and I know we all mess up that’s very clear.

But when we continue to do the same things over and over again it’s like we show no fear.

No reverence for the one who made us
The one who said he’d never forsake us
The one who felt as though he was forsaken.

Hanging on the cross after the beating he had taken.

Lord give us eyes to see the flesh being torn from your body with each unforgiving strike.

Lord gives us ears to hear your cries so that we may know what it was like.

Lord give us a heart that will feel the excruciating pain that you willingly felt
Lord show us that we are those Romans carrying out the punishment dealt.

Will we scoff at you as one did or will we ask that you remember our name?
When we make that decision to follow you Lord our lives should never be the same.

Eternal paradise or temporary pleasure?

Which one do you really treasure?

Silent Words Are Useless

I’ve got my opinions as any other;
Hopefully, I’ll be clear and you’ll understand that our silent words are useless –

For the trees will willingly clap their hands.

The one true God spoke into existence
the birds, fishes, plants, mammals, Earth and all forms of life including . . .
Humble beginnings of Mankind’s birth.

The sound of our individual voices
is something that God covets and enjoys;

He wants our unadulterated praise verbalized with heartfelt, cheerful, and celebratory noise.

Our real outward expressions of faith
for acknowledging His holy ways
can only be accomplished via . . .
Sincere, loving and audible praise.

So open your mouth during Church worship and praise Him without doubt!
For your silent words are useless –
Causing even the rocks . . . to cry out.

Be Still

Hello guys. Thanks for dropping by!!!

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A quick question, do you allow Jesus to guide and direct your life? This inspirational poem will remind you to keep your focus.

This day I will be still and allow the Lord Jesus to move in my life.

I will look unto the Lord who guides and directs my life.

I will not allow anything or anybody to disturb my day.

I will have the peace of the Lord Jesus this day and every day.

I will be still, let go and let God move in my life.

I know with Jesus on my side everything’s going to be alright.

Be still, walk tall and let God move in your life.

Let go and let God work whatever it is out for you.

Peace . . . . Be Still

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Dust And Destiny: A Reminder That We’re Here Is No Accident.

God formed the first man
From the dust,
As an earthen vessel of clay,
Then blew in his nostrils
The breath of life,
His image to set on display.

As a Master Artist
Shows his passion for life,
On canvas, gold, silver or stone,
So the Lord demonstrated
His wisdom and love,
By not leaving His vessel alone.

The Maker gazed
At earth, water and sky,
At all living things He had created,
But of all the great creatures
That He had made,
In mankind He was pleased and elated.

Some say we are here
By random chance,
Without purpose or reason or rhyme,
But I know the Lord God
Fashioned my life,
Long before the beginning of time.

So you can choose
To think that life,
Is a product of happenstance,
But I will choose
To believe in the God,
Of new life and second chance.

A Sinner Like Me

Pushing this flesh into alignment,
guided by The Word most holy and pure,
I’m striving to learn principles
for a sanctified life to endure.

My Lord loves me without hesitation
and allowed a part of Himself to die.
He’s calling me homeward without reservation;
by His Spirit, to His side, I’ll eventually fly.photo-1445964047600-cdbdb873673d

Knowing I’m a child of His,
during trying times I find true encouragement.
I’m able to lean on His strength
while in search of heavenly ascent.

Stumbling forward with pained progress,
I’ve chosen to turn myself towards Thee.
On Your path, lit by spiritual Light, I’m hoping…
That You will still forgive… a sinner like me.

Drugged and Delivered

This is not just a poem, but a true life story of an anonymous sister who decided to share her story with the world.

I was once living in a world of drugs
Smoking and drinking not caring who I was
The devil had my life and a good hold on me
I was fighting a battle that I just couldn’t see

I smoked all day and I smoked all night
I prayed when I finished because I knew it wasn’t right
But soon as I got money I started again
Not realizing I was lost in sin

I still prayed to the Lord Jesus Christ
Praying that the Lord would change my life
My family turned their backs on me
My children’s dad he just let me be

So I stayed away doing my thing
Smoking and drinking every day the same
I lost everything that I ever had
My life started to look really bad

But one day the Lord had mercy on me
He answered my prayers and he set me free
I’m filled with the Holy Ghost and speaking in tongues
and now I have the power to make that dirty old devil run

One And The Other

Both men received the same sentence,
Both would serve the same penalty,
One man would live in paradise,
The other too blinded to see.

One’s heart was stonily calloused,
His sins he refused to see,
The other fully acknowledging,
Why he’d been led to Mt. Calvary.

Dragging their crosses behind them,
Gave them time to reflect on their deeds,
One man defiant and hostile,
The other aware of his needs.

But along with the two walked another,
Sentenced to die that same day,
What did he do to justify,
Them treating Him in the same way?
When they’d reached the place called Golgotha,
One thief could no longer pretend,
As their bodies were raised on the crosses,
It was certain his life would soon end.

Both men had heard the stories,
Of this carpenter from Galilee,
Who raised the dead, gave sight to the blind,
And taught of God’s great mystery.

In one it stirred up a yearning,
Of hope that endures past the grave,
The other found only anger,
And a feeling of being betrayed.
One man joined in the mocking,
“If you’re God come and set us free!”

The other studied His countenance,
His poise and His calm dignity.
In the midst of the hatred and taunting,
Jesus spoke words beyond all belief,
“Father please forgive them,”
Not in anger but chocking back grief.

At the words one man’s heart had melted,
The other stayed hardened as stone,
One entered in eyes wide open,
The other in darkness alone.

The words gave one man confidence,
To ask of Him one grand request,
“Lord remember me in your kingdom,”
“I am weary and need peace and rest.”

In the midst of the pain and anquish,
While suffering for all of our vice,
With a look of love, He said to the thief,
“Today you will see paradise.”

The More Difficult Life Is, The More We Appreciate God’s Forgiveness and Grace: Williams Story

I have been thinking about all that GOD has done for me. I have no words to adequately express the love and the appreciation I owe to GOD. To whom much is forgiven, much is required. GOD help me to honor You in all that I do.

No matter what we’ve been through in life, no matter what had happened in the past, no matter what we’ve done and think it’s in for given, we should always look up to God, because God is love. Here is Williams story….

Why I am a Christian

I was a child of rape,
Fatherless,
Unloved by a mother, not wanted, neglected, beaten, burned and abandoned,
Fostered and then adopted by those who did not cherish nor protect,
Molested, raped and shamed,
Told was a mistake, no good, would never amount to anything,
Cursed, kicked, slapped, whipped, beaten,
Learned by example that alcohol and drugs would numb the pain,
Runaway,
Bullied, beat up, drug overdose and left for dead,
Hospitalized, juvenile incarceration, defamation,
Hopeless, angry and alone,
Crimes led to prison,
Attempted rapes, countless fights, stabbed repeatedly, and in isolation hatred consumed,
Unwelcome, homeless and hungry,
Never begged, but ate out of dumpsters and occasionally worked for food or cash,
An object of another’s deviant sexual behavior, who were beaten and money taken,
Alcohol warmed on cold nights,
Lonely women in bars were nothing more than a bed to sleep in,
Uncaring, indifferent, selfish, self-loathsome,
Attempted suicide, and angry that even death evaded me,
Immersed in the bar-tend culture,
A stripper, an escort, drug dealer, a player,
Woke up high, went to bed drunk, every day for the next twenty years,
Mean, calloused, vile and vulgar defines the man I had become.

Then the unexpected happened!

GOD graciously revealed the truth of Christ’s redeeming work on the cross of Calvary to save a wretch like me. So real was GOD’s presence as tears of joy washed away a lifetime of anger and pain. Gone was the guilt of my sin against GOD. Knowing that by accepting Jesus as my Savior and LORD, GOD had declared me righteous.

Nothing in my past had power over me anymore. It was then that I realized why GOD chose me. I know hurt. I know pain. I know intimately the hopelessness felt by all people today. But most importantly, I know that GOD can save. What I did, I no longer do. I’m not without sin, but, the sins I used to love I now hate. When I am wrong I am quick to ask for forgiveness. And shockingly, GOD has birthed in me a sincere concern for the needs people have, and the urgency for their eternal salvation. I am becoming a very different person, and this is my testimony to the truth of the Gospel of Jesus Christ.

It is never too late for God. If you know God has done so much for you in anyway and you feel to share your story. You can be anonymous or can reveal your identity, whichever way we will respect your decision.

If you want to share your story, send via mail:

motivatedfree@gmail.com.

True Story: The Life-Changing Power of Jesus Christ (Tammy’s Story)

My name is: regret, shame, pain, dirty, angry, failure, hated, forgotten. My life is full of valleys, with no mountain in sight. I haven’t seen good in so long I’m not sure it still exists. My story starts out like anybody else. For six years of my life I was the typical kid. Then life got in the way and things started changing.

When I was six I watched my great grandmother take her last breath. Four short months later, at age seven, my dad died. He died from complications from attempted suicide. I was never a “normal” kid after that. I sat alone on the floor during P.E. at school watching the other kids play begging God to just tell them I loved them.
That in itself is way too much for a seven-year old to handle all by herself. I started getting really depressed. I even went as far as attempting suicide. My heart was broken and nobody could or would help me. As time went on I came out of my depression and could see hope again. Then on January 27, 2009 my world crashed. My great aunt died. I was lost and empty. Eleven short months later tragedy struck again. My papaw died. I felt an anger start in my heart that would not soon be quenched.

On June 16, 2012 my faith was put to the test harder than before. My other papaw lost his battle with cancer. I started spiraling. I was depressed, angry, and confused. I wondered why God who is supposed to love me so much kept ruining my life. I started drinking and smoking pot daily. Curling up to a bottle was the only thing getting me through the day. I started giving myself away in pieces and slowly at first, then all at once, until I had nothing left. I looked in the mirror and saw a stranger — a tired, broken stranger. I was a mess. I was only 14 but I felt like I had lived a thousand years.
On October 20, 2013 I knew I couldn’t continue down the road I was on, so I turned to Jesus. I became a new person that day. Jesus saved me from myself. He became my life. I could finally stop fighting. After 10 years of death and pain I was exhausted. I could smile and laugh. My brokenness healed. I had hope for the future. Tragedy still came. August 17, 2014 my world came to a stop once again. My uncle who was my best friend, died. Losing him was the hardest thing I’ve ever gone through. It didn’t make sense; he was only 46. How could someone that I loved so much and had seen every single day really be gone? Five days later another uncle passed away. I couldn’t take it. My heart was so broken and I was so emotionally exhausted. I felt like running away and never stopping.

This time was different though. I was done running. I asked Jesus to carry me through it and he did. He still is. Because of him I have a smile on my face and a song in my heart. I have valleys, but I also have mountains. I have hope; I see the good in the bad. I am transformed. My name is: joy, peace, over-comer, remembered, redeemed, restored, loved, forgiven.