I’m spiraling about the Pastor thing again
hey guys. This is going to be long so buckle up.
As the title says, I’m spiraling about having to become a pastor. Ive posted about this multiple times in the past two years ago. For context i‘m a 21 year old woman who’s currently in Nursing School right now. Nursing School itself is hard and a lot of work but it’s work I feel proud of and called to. A few years ago though, I had a breif thought pop into my head about becoming a pastor. It was brief and even back then I thought about how I didn’t want to do that. but a little while latter I started have non-stop intrusive thoughts about it .
I started hearing the word Semenary repeat in my head over and over again. And I don’t mean throughout the day. I mean the word would loop in my head almost every minute until I couldn’t think straight or focus on anything else. I prayed about it SO much. And just when I thought I had clarity my mind would be like, “What if you’re wrong? What if you really are called to this and you have to do it? Otherwise you’re not a real Christian and you'll most certainly burn in Hell.”
I spiraled about it for a good two years on and off. I prayed about it constantly. I fasted about it. I thought about it endlessly and broke down many times. One time I was praying and I got things strong feeling of peace and Serenity and thought I felt God telling me that this was not my calling and I didn’t have to worry anymore. And for a time a felt at peace. But then my pastor did a sermon saying that just because you feel at peace doesn’t mean that it’s actually God’s will. I started endless ruminating about it again after that.
This year things got better. I’m not diagnosed with OCD but I heavily suspect I have it. Ive taken advice about accepting uncertainty. I knew I felt a calling for healthcare and I knew i still loved God, so I accepted that although I didn’t feel called to be a Pastor and nor did I want to be, I was always going to feel a little uncertainty about it and that’s ok and that I wouldn’t go to hell.
Then I listened to a sermon from Church for the first time in months. This semester I had Sunday clinicals so I didnt attend church a lot. In that sermon a woman from my Church, who’s in school to become a liscensed minister gave a sermon about callings. Immediately I felt dread because I knew the can on worms this would open up.
She talked about how God had been calling her for years but she ignored it and missed out on so much. She said now she’s in a season of her life where she answers whatever God calls her to do no matter what, even if she’s nervous. The sermon felt like it was describing the two year spiral I had. She talked about how sometimes we ignore God’s voice and when we do that we miss out on so much.
I immediately felt guilty and doubtful and started wondering again, “What if I really am called to be a pastor? If I don’t do it, it means I don’t love God and I’m selfish and I’ll burn In hell.” But the thing is, I didn’t ignore God about this topic. I prayed about it 1000x. I watched sermons on the topic. I re-read Bible verses over and over again. At a certain point in my life it was all I could think about. Deep down I Knew I didn’t want to do it, but being a Christian means doing lots of things you don’t want to do if you actually love God. But then I thought about it potentially being OCD. OCD is ego-distonic and often makes you think about the very things that go against your values or desires. I remember being in High school and someone had said that women can’t be pastors accoridng to the Bible, and I remember thinking back then, “Thank God because I dont want to be one anyway.” I remember having thoughts like “I’m so glad I’m not being called to this very specific thing because if I am it means I have to do it or else Im not a real Christian and I’ll burn in hell forever.
I feel like part of me treats it like a Compulsion. Like a year ago when the word semenary blazed through my head non-stop, I gave in and started looking for programs. For a moment I felt relief and thought that this meant the obsessive thoughts would stop. But every time I called and looked into programs I felt nothing but dread. And Ignored those feelings because “faith over fear.” The temporary relief that I felt didn’t last long at all. I felt dread and sadness every time. I was so close to signing up to Liberty University and every time it got closer to registration, I just felt dread and anger. I knew I didn’t want to do this. I didn’t feel like I felt conviction to be a pastor, but the “what if?” question always came up. I have a hard time tolerating uncertainty because of my fear of making God upset and Hell. I think about hell every day.
Ultimately i‘m heart broken because I thought I had finally accepted the uncertainty. I felt assured that God was not actually calling me to be a pastor and that I could still love and serve him even without forcing myself to go to Semenary and preach. I also accepted that my mind ruminates a lot and that I have to be ok with uncertainty and the “what if.” But that all feels gone now. My stomach is in knots and I broke down crying after that sermon. Help and advice would be much appreciated!