"I got too much of the world in me to enjoy the Lord, and too much of the Lord in me to enjoy the world." - Shai Linne
I feel like I'm losing my joy. There was a time in my Christian walk where I was content. You see, I remember saying, "I didn't come to the Lord Jesus for comfort," and "if my life don't go the way I want it to go, I still would be happy trusting in the Lord." I remember saying that! Now, it is true that I didn't come to Christ for comfort. As a matter of fact, I didn't think that coming to him would alleviate the paradoxes and problems that life produces. I came to Jesus for one reason: I was a sinner in desperate need of God's forgives (I still exist in this state, incidentally). What happened to me? Where did I go wrong and when did I begin to lose my joy? I am not sure when this feeling of lost joy began, but now I feel like the ending of the '80's television show, "The Incredible Hulk" (see the video above).
Somewhere along my walk, I must have taken a wrong turn and ended up lost. I no longer feel joy in my walk, so I've tried to enjoy some of the old things that used to bring me joy before God revealed himself to me in 2003. In my quest to find joy, comfort, and refuge in my old life - doing some of the things I used to do, I've found that I no longer enjoy it. I've become something like my worst enemy; over-analytical insomuch that I see futility in the old way of life, and thus have become weary with desiring it. I'm now left, as the old saying goes, between a rock and a hard place. I've not felt joy in Christ for awhile now, and the so called "refuge" and "joy" the world offers, sickens me to the point of frustration. I've been finding it hard to enjoy anything lately. Everything from my homework to my relationships with people is suffering. I cannot even effectively witness. How am I supposed to tell people of Jesus when I no longer have joy? I am convinced that all people, including myself, are sinners in need of God's grace. However, I still feel inadequate to tell of his worth to other needy folks.
...I think I need a Zoloft depression pill?
Somewhere along my walk, I must have taken a wrong turn and ended up lost. I no longer feel joy in my walk, so I've tried to enjoy some of the old things that used to bring me joy before God revealed himself to me in 2003. In my quest to find joy, comfort, and refuge in my old life - doing some of the things I used to do, I've found that I no longer enjoy it. I've become something like my worst enemy; over-analytical insomuch that I see futility in the old way of life, and thus have become weary with desiring it. I'm now left, as the old saying goes, between a rock and a hard place. I've not felt joy in Christ for awhile now, and the so called "refuge" and "joy" the world offers, sickens me to the point of frustration. I've been finding it hard to enjoy anything lately. Everything from my homework to my relationships with people is suffering. I cannot even effectively witness. How am I supposed to tell people of Jesus when I no longer have joy? I am convinced that all people, including myself, are sinners in need of God's grace. However, I still feel inadequate to tell of his worth to other needy folks.
...I think I need a Zoloft depression pill?
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