Then one day a thought entered my mind. How do you know you’re saved? When did you ever say The Sinners Prayer? I tried to tell myself these thoughts were nonsense and that I had nothing to worry about.
Those fears continued to grow. I wasn’t able to control my thoughts. Each time I made a mistake I would wonder:
Do I need to say The Sinners Prayer?
Do I need to be baptized again?
Why did I think that? I know that is wrong.
Am I possessed? How could that be?
Very few people knew I was struggling with this. Those who did know were loving, supportive, and prayerful. Yet nothing they did helped me.
Do not gloat over me, my enemy! Though I have fallen, I will rise. Though I sit in darkness, the lord will be my light.
