doppelgänger;1326476 said:
You didn't answer my question, tom. In good faith, I'll answer yours, but I'll be expecting your answer, too. :sarcastic
I found that I wasn't in relationship to "God" but was only experiencing comforting feelings from imagining such a relationship. Belief in "God" worked for me because during that time I needed some sense of certainty. What changed? I got to know myself better and with that maturity lost the need for certainty, and began to see the "God" I had a relationship with was actually just a second personality I had been taught to fashion to hold my own fears, anxiety, frustration and anger.
Perhaps it's a relic of denominationalism that comes off as intolerant, but I'm perfectly fine with the religions of other people. I've come to accept that there are many people that consider themselves "Christian" while not falling within my own definition.
But what you must understand is that, according to
my beliefs, I have an obligation to challenge the faith of others. I am not trying to make other people look stupid or alienate people of faith. I am merely calling into question those things that make us different.
I'm glad that you discovered your "relationship" for what it was. I'm sure that was a great relief on your part. It certainly would seem like a mistake to me to continue to live a lie.
For myself, I can honestly say that I don't empathize, though. Our experiences are not the same in that I don't identify those negative feelings with my faith. I may
turn to faith when I experience fear, anxiety, frustration, or anger. But through my relationship with God, he takes them away from me. They don't define me or my faith. What makes my relationship with God
real? I am one of those Christians who God doesn't seem to speak in a clear voice to, probably because I do not have a strong faith. Let me elaborate... I have a STRONG faith in the will of God, but a stronger will of my own. So, uh, I'm not very good at listening. :ignore:
What does affirm my faith for me is the reality of the Holy Spirit. It really is real. It allows me to love those that hate and hurt me. It gives me a superhuman ability to serve others without tire. It literally makes my life
feel better and improves my relationships. It's hard to argue with the continuous fact that the less I focus on God, the less I read the Bible, and the less I pray, the more difficult and frustrating life becomes. And the more I do those things, the more clear and satisfying I see life to be.
Granted, these are experiential evidences, but to me they seem to be very
worthwhile and telling experiential evidences.