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where have you gone ? are you lurking in the shadows Just wondered as i havent seen your posts in a while
where have you gone ? are you lurking in the shadows Just wondered as i havent seen your posts in a while
good to see you lurking aroundGreetings Mee,
Wow, I am quite suprised and touched to see you checking up on me, I keep popping in, yeah I guess I am in the shadows Hope all is well with you
good to see you lurking around
Lurking from time to time I don't really have much use for this forum anymore, but I still partake in the gamers social group so I pop on now and then
Well, I was going to try and rephrase it but I am not sure how... I have found when I talk/debate/discuss/whatever religion and attempt to get "into" religion my life is burdened... I feel sad and depressed.
I try to be enthusiastic and no matter what I end up dwelling on death and that isn't something I wish to dwell on. I haven't stopped thinking of how my father died (and that was two years ago..) I have never dwelled on it... But the more I am looking into religion the more my morality comes to reality and I fear I am to die like my father.... I am at my most "happiest" when I am not thinking of such things, so I am not really "doing" religion (even though I want to lol, I am kind of nuts so yeah....) I believe in god but I don't wish to think of god. It won't make sense... But to me it's perfect. all in all, I feel vunerable and that isn't what I want, so ignorance is the plan for bliss....
So my attendance to this forum has obviously faded, as I try to find joy but I can't and I guess in reality religion depresses me.... *shrugs*
Well, I was going to try and rephrase it but I am not sure how... I have found when I talk/debate/discuss/whatever religion and attempt to get "into" religion my life is burdened... I feel sad and depressed.
I try to be enthusiastic and no matter what I end up dwelling on death and that isn't something I wish to dwell on. I haven't stopped thinking of how my father died (and that was two years ago..) I have never dwelled on it... But the more I am looking into religion the more my morality comes to reality and I fear I am to die like my father.... I am at my most "happiest" when I am not thinking of such things, so I am not really "doing" religion (even though I want to lol, I am kind of nuts so yeah....) I believe in god but I don't wish to think of god. It won't make sense... But to me it's perfect. all in all, I feel vunerable and that isn't what I want, so ignorance is the plan for bliss....
So my attendance to this forum has obviously faded, as I try to find joy but I can't and I guess in reality religion depresses me.... *shrugs*
I haven't stopped thinking of how my father died (and that was two years ago..) I have never dwelled on it...
I am sorry to hear this Alex. I can relate to what you are saying though. Anytime you wanna PM me you know where I am ok.
Have a break, see how you feel after a few weeks. I'll be praying for you dude. Take care.
Wow. Not the response I was expecting at all, Alex.
Without getting too personal, for I know not my place in your situation, if at all, I do want to say that I enjoy immensely your responses on this forum. You have a great heart and a wonderful sense of humor.
As for God and Religion, I appreciate your candidness in regards to you sense of vulnerability and morality. Speaking for myself, I feel vunerable and immoral very frequently. I know that there is no way I can reach God's standards, or what I perceive them to be. That is why I am attracted to the idea of Grace. Which doesn't drive me from God, contrare, but toward Him, seeing that I need all the help I can. Though at times I find myself slipping from Him. It's a tug of war, to be sure. But I look at Grace as that which I can stop struggling so much knowing that God loves me inspite of myself.
I can only speculate what you are feeling in regards to your dad and in death in general. Death isn't something that anyone likes to dwell on. But it is a fact of life. You are never going to get away from it, it will always be in the back of your mind. You aren't alone in your feelings. So why not accept it and just focus more on living. Looking over the plowshare ain't gonna do you any good. Appreciate the life that you have and make something of it.
My sincere condolences Alex...
It can take many years for such emotional wounds to heal.
But they do heal... inshAllah.
I had the same thing happen after my dad and it lasted for many years and to the point where I would have panic attacks that actually made me think I was dying. God does work miracles and I firmly believe He healed me of that anxiety disorder because I havent had it in a couple years now. I would dwell on death so much that I couldnt sleep anymore.
I also heard a comforting message that when you are His and are in His will you are immortal until He decides otherwise. That means nothing can happen thats not His will... that was pretty much the thing that let me be able to breathe and quit worrying about getting cancer..
I dont know if it helps you to know that other people have these problems too... I know it helped me when I finally realized that my chest tightening and the hyperventilating was actually a panic attack and not a heart attack and that other people had the same problem.
Well its not like you're just disappearing into thin air, and its not like I can shake your hand or buy you a coffee. Internet friends are a let-down from the get-go for that reason. We're too impersonal. I could have bad breath and you'd never know it.
Alex said:Morality isn't the word
Alex said:See I would pray to god when I went to bed to ease my mind and guide me... But my anxiety only grew
Mortality, more likely then?
Mortality, more likely then?
I'm curious as to why you feel anxiety. Is it a sense of impending judgement? Or feeling of inadequacy? A sense of not knowing what's beyond, or even if there IS a beyond? What are you panicking about, if you don't mind me asking?
Alex said:Oh goodness! I have to die.... No matter what I do, that is my fate, All the money in the world cannot buy me time, all the good deeds cannot earn me more time.
Then it of course spans out Well God is loving and will show me mercy... If he's there.. I -think- he's there... Isn't he? Then why can he not ease my troubled mind? Maybe It' because I have to do something? Maybe it's because I'm knocking but theres no one home... Am I forsaken? Am I doomed? Am I needing to do something myself? Am I speaking to a void?
Will I live again? Will I live in peace? Will the world see peace? Will there truly be unity? Will I become nothing..... And maybe it is my ego... I don't know but one big thought I dwell on.. Will I, be forgotten.... That scares the **** out of me... I don't know why...
And yeah I guess the thought of being inadequate is in most of these thoughts.... "people can be forgiven" "there are worse people out there then me...." "what if I have ignored many warnings to turn back?" "what if it's too late?" "what if, my pleas for guidance, wisdom, peace, and forgiveness are not answered not because he isn't there, but because I am not worthy to be given them......"
Brother, there is many thoughts and reasons why I panic... The mind races.... And I just wish it wouldn't.
I try to be enthusiastic and no matter what I end up dwelling on death and that isn't something I wish to dwell on. I haven't stopped thinking of how my father died (and that was two years ago..) I have never dwelled on it... But the more I am looking into religion the more my morality comes to reality and I fear I am to die like my father.... I am at my most "happiest" when I am not thinking of such things, so I am not really "doing" religion (even though I want to lol, I am kind of nuts so yeah....) I believe in god but I don't wish to think of god. It won't make sense... But to me it's perfect. all in all, I feel vunerable and that isn't what I want, so ignorance is the plan for bliss....
Oh goodness! I have to die.... No matter what I do, that is my fate, All the money in the world cannot buy me time, all the good deeds cannot earn me more time..
Hey, if your teacher helps you pass the exam, then whats the point of exams anyways. I guess its all a part of learning process, getting cold hands, shaky feet, cloudy mind etc.Then it of course spans out Well God is loving and will show me mercy... If he's there.. I -think- he's there... Isn't he? Then why can he not ease my troubled mind? Maybe It' because I have to do something? Maybe it's because I'm knocking but theres no one home... Am I forsaken? Am I doomed? Am I needing to do something myself? Am I speaking to a void?