I really, really wanted to and told everyone one I did because that was what I was supposed to do right?
But deep inside He never felt real. It was like I was praying to the air. I prayed my brains out and the only way things changed were when I did something to make them change. I tried and tried to say it was Jehovah who did this or that for me but in reality it was because I worked and did what I could to make this or that happen.
Like I was raised in the "truth" in a very abusive home. I prayed and prayed and prayed as a child, got on my knees and begged, pleading with Jehovah to help me with my parents so they would love me. To feel like I mattered to someone. I was just a kid of 8,9 years of age. I got nothing. No one stepped in though everyone knew my parents were abusing me. I have been told that now as an adult by the older ones in the hall that they knew. Yet not one did a thing to help me. And Jehovah never used them when He could have.
So no I never did love Jehovah because he never seemed real.
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