“God doesn’t love me anymore”, came the broken voice over my phone. Once again hopes had been brutally dashed and this time it just seemed too hard to bear.
My heart hurt so badly for her and in that moment, I wanted to agree. If God truly loved this child of his, he wouldn’t keep letting her down like this right? I mean this was the moment she had worked and labored towards for many years and now that moment was being snatched away once again.
The phone call ended and my heart was so full. I wanted to rage and cry and pound the gates of heaven for an answer.
Why God? Why does this keep happening? I know her well, she doesn’t deserve this, why are you withholding this desired blessing from her?
Looking back I know I didn’t hear a physical voice, but as clearly as if my ears heard his voice my heart felt his gentle reply.
Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends. John 15:13
and another one
But God commendeth his love toward us, in that, while we were yet sinners, Christ died for us. Rom 5:8
It was as though God reminded me, “I gave my life for her. Do you yet doubt my love?”
It wasn’t an easy answer to hear, but it was the perfect answer. God doesn’t owe us anything. We aren’t promised a life of ease when we choose to follow him. In fact, we are promised quite the opposite.
I know this to be true for myself as well. Things have happened in my life that are wrong, things that have made me doubt God’s love towards me, but I must remember this.
A Response to “God doesn’t Love me Anymore”
- It isn’t God that lets me down. It’s man.
- It isn’t God that disappoints. It’s man.
- It isn’t God that makes bad things happen. It’s the choice of men who like us were given free will.
- Ultimately God is the same, yesterday, today and forever. His love towards us never changes, and as long as we continue to call upon his name he will be our refuge in the middle of the storm.
- God didn’t promise to shield us from storms, but he offers peace in the middle of the storm.
- God didn’t promise to make us strong, but he carries us when we are weak.
- God didn’t promise there wouldn’t be trials, but he is our refuge in a time of need.
My friends, when trials come (and if they haven’t, they will), instead of thinking “God doesn’t love me anymore”, we need to remember who God is and what he has already done for us. It is in that moment that we remember how much he always has loved us.
How would you explain this to your friend? Romans 8:28 KJV: And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to [his] purpose.
While those truths are great to read, they are not always helpful or the encouragement they are meant to be. Sometimes we go through horrendous life circumstances that we wouldn’t even wish on our enemies and yes, sin and the fall of man is the root cause. However, when you are a woman desiring a child and doctors can’t explain why you are not conceiving because “everything looks fine on all ends” and you do all the “right” things, and yet another month and year or 5 go by with proof that conception did not take place, and you believe that your desire to be a mother is so strong that it must have been placed inside you by God who is gives us the desires of our hearts, it’s easy to feel like “God doesn’t Love Me”. And while it is important that these scriptures be spoken over a person going through such a trial, those may not bring comfort. However, it is always nice to know that you have a friend praying for you. And I’m sure that whatever your friend is going through, knowing that you are a friend willing to lay down your life for her is an encouragement as it’s clear you are praying for her. That’s what she needs. And hopefully in the midst of her dark time she will also hear His voice and it will bring her comfort.
Maybe God’s will is for you to have that high maternal instinct because He has other plans for you. There have been people in the bible who were also not able to conceive and God still loved them. He still loves them now for God never slumbers. Or maybe it is something you can’t see. Sometimes God does not answer our prayer because He knows needs we have that we don’t even know we have and if He had answered it, we would have suffer greater. Faith is God’s promise for us. Faith is the belief of the unseen things with conviction these things exist. Hope is what we have. Your story hits home (I am 38) and I have a high maternal instinct. I am a social worker and I consider myself a mother to many of my surrounding. God needs that motherly love to those who didn’t get a mother who had great maternal love. Maybe for some God wants them to adopt. Or just maybe God answers long dated prayers like the woman I know who got pregnant at 44 years old. Either way, God is very aware of his plan for us. God bless
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I have no more strength. I have no more hope. God has abandoned me. He does not hear my prayers, or see my tears. Why should o remain faithful to a God who is not faithful to, and does not care for me?
I’m sorry you are hurting… Words are often empty and those of an “internet stranger” often do little to soothe a wounded heart.
I do apologize for the delay in responding, I don’t update here very often anymore as my boys need lots of mommy attention at this point in life. I do have a few things for you to ponder as the fires burn hot in your life and it feels as though all have left you.
First of all, ask yourself WHO God is? Don’t look to the popular “pastors” of today, don’t look to your friends or family, go straight to the Bible.
Here is God:
Gen 1:1 Elohim is used here meaning divinity. It is a plural form presumably relating to the Godhead or 3 in 1.
Gen 2 uses Yahweh God (or Lord God) signifying a personal involvement in the creation of man
Throughout old Testament scriptures we find other names for God: El Shaddai: God Almighty. El Olam: God Everlasting. El Roi: God of Seeing. El Elyon: God most High and in the New Testament we find Emanuel which means “God with Us”.
When we realize WHO God is, compared to who we are, the picture becomes clearer. This little bit of time and space we occupy here is so trivial in light of the eternity our God is. We are in these mortal bodies like a seed that must die first in order to become a beautiful plant. The dying process isn’t easy, it hurts, it’s painful and it is everything our flesh shrinks from. But it is necessary that we die for our soul to bloom.
Don’t judge God by who men are but by who HE is.
i too have given up on God. God gave up on me and I don’t find any of the above to be any evidence that God doesn’t love us.
” God didn’t promise to shield us from storms, but he offers peace in the middle of the storm.” A stuffed animal offers peace and you can talk to a stuffed animal and hold it and feel better. I might as well be talking to a stuffed bunny as to God, who not only doesn’t care for me but promises nothing but eternal suffering if I can’t stand the pain anymore and take my own life. So apparently God wants me suffering here daily and if I try to end that, he’ll up the suffering. And this is a “GOOD” God? I don’t believe in God, he never believed in me.
I don’t understand why God is completely silent in my life when I need Him the most? I love Him beyond words and have dedicated my life to His calling for me. I would gladly give my life for Him. I believe His promises are true… how can they not be? The past 5 months have been the worst in my life and I need to hear from Him. I don’t pray for “what I want to happen” I pray that His will be done in my life. I pray for his guidance and understanding. I pray to simply hear from Him in some tangible form. I’m asking, I’m seeking, I’m just not knocking but banging on the door. If He loves me like He promises in His word… how can He ignore my heartfelt pleas, how can He leave me in a place of utter despair and not wanting to live? I feel like Elijah underneath the Juniper tree… except no angel is coming to save me? I don’t know what to do or why I feel abandoned by my loving Father?
Hi Mark, yesterday we were flaying home from the west coast. High in the air, the sun was so bright we couldn’t even look out the window as it was nearly blinding. As we came in for the landing we dropped through thick blankets of clouds. When we finally broke through the clouds it was dark and stormy. The sun hadn’t went away though, the sun was still there, it was just the storms of this earth that kept us from seeing it.
Just the same are the spiritual storms we go through. God never leaves us, he’s always there loving us unconditionally, even in our broken despair. Storms are often loud and violent, and like Peter of old, they are all we can see or hear. Of course, that doesn’t change the fact that God’s still there, it’s simply proof of our humane frailty and inability to see beyond the storm.
Sometimes we have to be like my little 3 yr old was yesterday and just trust the sun is still there only because “mommy said so”.
And Elijah… Oh, many times we can relate well to him. But tell me this? Did Elijah KNOW an angel was coming to save him? Of course not!
Finally, I find great comfort in music, and in dark stormy weather (spiritually) this song brings me to tears: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VQPNHLg-fyw
I’ve always believed in God. It’s not until now in my 40’s that I question my faith. Long story short. Molested by father and grandfather. Raped 3 times by 17. My Mother is bipolar. I was Beat and almost strangled to death. Guns pointed to my head. Single mother of 3 boys. Worked three jobs whole life. Took x husband to court for sole custody. Judge says my 13 yr old son us old enough to make his own decisions. 6 months later child’s father gives him meth. I was an angry mother. Always yelled. Very strict. I can go on and on and on. If god lived me then why is my life so hard. Why did he allow so much pain. My children didn’t deserve to be raised by a bipolar work a Holic mother. I didn’t deserve the childhood I had. Praying to god at 6 yrs old that my dad would die so the abuse could stop. And 40 yrs later I’m in worse shape mentally then before. Where was god in my life , when I was a faithful religious woman. When I prayed and spoke with him everyday. Where was he. Seriously would love to sit him down and go off. He deserves to hear me and my complaints. How dare you have the power to make things better but just watch bc he gave man “ free will”. I’m beginning to hate god just like I hate men. Right now all I have is the “ faith of a mustard seed”. And I don’t know if he deserves that.
I was so frustrated that God loved my ex husband more than me. The ex could be horrible to me without consequences. My ex and I got the same degree from the same college, and he made it only because I helped him with everything. God gave him good jobs but I kept getting stuck in horrible low paying jobs. I was the one who wanted to go to church, who volunteered, who read the Bible, but God always gave him favor and blessings. Why didn’t God love me as much as him?
Matthew 5:45 That ye may be the children of your Father which is in heaven: for he maketh his sun to rise on the evil and on the good, and sendeth rain on the just and on the unjust.
Definitely read the chapter in full as it makes more sense.
We are all loved the same. We are all given the same gifts from above.
The struggle is, modern-day so-called preachers have twisted God’s word to make us think that if we lose a child, aren’t rolling in money, or any other type of struggle, then we did something wrong and God doesn’t love us. That’s simply not true. If it were, then God definitely doesn’t love those born in 3rd world countries under harsh circumstances. Which the bible clearly states isn’t true.
I’m sorry about your ex though. In our finite minds, the way circumstances have played out is incredibly wrong and definitely looks like God favors him. However, that’s not the case. His obvious abilities to gas-light and manipulate others have put him where he is. This world is a short space of time in light of eternity. Like the beggar at the rich man’s gate, you long for just a bit of what your ex has, but in eternity you will rest with God while he (if he does not repent) will be in endless agony.
Our minds cannot fully comprehend God and his ways because he is the I AM. I hope this brings you some comfort and helps you grasp a little more of how much God truly does love you in an eternal, everlasting way.
I felt when I was growing up, that me and God had a strong relationship and when I was going through things and he knew I was going to react out of rage for people doing me wrong, he took me out the situation or help me to avoid situations. I feel that in high school he let me down with people bullying me because it caused me to hate myself and I will never love myself (please don’t say I’m beautiful because I won’t believe you). But since meeting my ex, my life has gone down hill and I feel my life failed. I had a child out of wedlock while engaged thinking I was going to be his wife but he was cheating on me constantly but because I don’t believe in murder/abortion of kids, I kept my baby. For the first few years, I doubted on wanting to be her mom and lately I feel like I’m never good enough for her, even though I don’t want to give her up because I created a strong bond with my child. But I feel my ex and his family has been so damaging towards me and my kid that they disown her because she’s with me, and because they don’t like me (it doesn’t help they are white and I’m Black and my kid is biracial). But he did me so wrong but I did not see karma with them. I left him to finish college and I went through trouble here at a daycare center attacking my kid when I dropped her off, didn’t know until a while and the state thought it wasn’t out of racism. I haven’t trusted God ever since for my child not being protected and I was so angry with White people and I’m still am, but back then I was willing to give them a chance. Then I applied to a forensic program in OK and the mentors/professors made up lies about me and got me to not be accepted into the program because a professor lied to me about being able to put me on his team, etc. (long story). Again, white people doing me wrong but I was willing to let it go, hoping karma got them and that God had me after I graduated with another program. Then recently, I had a good paying job as a contact tracer and I lost my job out of no where. Come to find out there was so many lies they placed on my name and when I tried to get discrimination placed on them, the school equal opoortunity department decided to make it seem like what I went through was not racism. It made me so angry to where I wanted to harm white people because again, a group of white women and a white man came together to spew lies and it was believable because they are white, even when it’s obvious that they were racist to me. I was so hurt that God let that happen because I really needed this so I can sue them. But also, my mom is fighting death everyday and I can’t leave until this is processed and it’s taking time away from me being with my mom because i’m in another state. I’m a single parent depressed everyday, barely taking care of myself because back to back white people have demolished my life and done some horrible things to me and I know people will say that I hurt someone else but I have done nothing to no one but mind my business and try to finish school, etc. If anything I got talked about and taken advantage of the last few years and I still kept it moving while being hurt. I felt that not only did people do me wrong but so did God. What doesn’t help is that this has caused me not to get PUA and get another job, because now the same school (where I graduated from btw), is stopping me from getting other jobs with them that is relatable to the degree I graduated with, but also I’m jobless with no income and I’m struggling because of them lying to me and getting away with it. I really don’t like white people anymore because of this because I was cheated multiple times and I have to hold my head high and be the bigger person when I don’t want to anymore. I also feel like I failed because of the choices I made while my ex has a better life than me. I should be with a husband, more kids, a house, car, and a career or back in graduate school by now but of course that is not the case. People that bullied me and did me wrong has a better life than me, why is that? Also, I’m tired of walking on egg shells trying to look perfect and goodie-goodie to God when others can still sin and still get blessed because I feel I have to be good in order to be blessed. I’m tired of my life, I’m tired of white people, I’m tired of God not blessing me and doing nothing about these people doing me wrong. I’m tired of living because evil always win and most of it comes in the forms of white people and sometimes black people too, but mostly white.