Christians have as many problems as non-believers. If you don't believe so, ask one of my friends. Life is hard for everyone, citing Coldplay "nobody said it was easy." Do becoming Christian gives you an easier life? Throughout my short life (19 years) I found the answer is a simple and cold "no,"

So, why should I believe in God, let alone praise Him? The answer is again simple: God is love. I don't know about you, but when I am going through hard moments I like to be loved. Feeling loved helps in a way that nothing else can. And you know who loves best? That's right. God.

If it's worth something, I advice you to praise God when you are hurting or when you are doubting. Because through worship we remember who God is, and He is good, and He is compassionate, and He is merciful, and He is just, and He is Love.
"Give thanks to the LORD, for he is good. His love endures forever." Psalm 136:1
 
Two weeks ago I started to neglect my relationship with Jesus. I'm ashamed to accept it, though it seems I didn't feel that way while I consciously decided to occupy my time in other activities. While I didn't consider these activities (or readings to be specific) to be more relevant than Jesus himself, I did think, Jesus will understand . . . School is starting soon and I need to read as much as I can before I got no time for that.

Before going to bed I kept reading although I heard this subtle (or not) telling me to read the Bible. I didn't. Once in bed, I wanted to pray, but I felt hypocritical. I experienced embarrassment, but I did not change anything. The rest of the week went by in a similar manner. 

When Sabbath came last week (and the week before that) I did not feel close to Him, and I didn't enjoy the rest as I had before. My rest was not in Him. My pillow was as transcendental as the veggie patties or cereal I ate for breakfast. 

Sabbath (and the rest of the week) has no meaning without Him. 'Cause He is the Way, the Truth, and the Life.

I invite you to pray for me and for anyone you know is going through a spiritual difficulty. I'll be praying for you.
What can make me whole again? Nothing but the blood of Jesus.