Fear of God's coming, of the signs that it is drawing near.
Right now, I’m afraid of everything. I haven’t welcomed Jesus into my heart; I don’t know how to repent, and the times I thought I had repented were probably just because I was afraid of losing God and worried about the consequences. Right now, I’m afraid of what’s happening in the world. My family and I stopped going to church a long time ago, and when I started reading the Bible and got to the Book of Revelation, I came across what would happen before Jesus returns—the so-called “birth pangs”—and I’m afraid that will happen. I fear for myself and my family, because I know we don’t have God in our lives, and I know that a life with God isn’t easy. Sometimes I start to think and doubt that the Holy Spirit dwells in me, that Jesus dwells in me; I feel like I won’t be able to—really—something tells me I’m not chosen for anything and that I’m in hell, I’m afraid I’m deceiving myself and that when the day comes, I’ll go to hell for all eternity, and what hurts me the most is my family; there’s an enormous fear inside me that I don’t think will ever leave me. Honestly, when I tell you that I’ve tried several times to draw closer to God, but I can’t do it—I don’t feel anything—it’s as if God were ignoring me. I feel like I won’t be able to—really. Many people give themselves to God as if it were nothing, but I can’t; it’s as if I weren’t chosen for anything. I see that it's easy for them, but not for me. There was a time when I thought I was truly following Jesus, but I realized I was fooling myself and was only acting out of fear, and I guess that's what holds me back—the thought that I'm fooling myself