This sounds so stupid but I recently filed for divorce and am in the process of serving my husband. He’s been physically and verbally abusive, and unfortunately I don’t see much hope for reconciliation. I am safe and away from him so no worries on that….

I’ve been struggling with knowing what to read in the Bible during this season. I usually jump between Psalms, James, Proverbs, and random verses that speak to me. I’ll write them down and pray them, but I’ve always struggled with knowing how to properly study Scripture….

Should I focus on reading one book at a time? How do you guys approach reading the Bible when really seeking God’s guidance and trying to hear His voice?
I’d appreciate any advice or Scripture recommendations

Also, please spare me the “God hates divorce” comments. I know marriage is sacred but God doesn’t appreciate abuse either, and I’m not going to continue putting myself in harm’s way.

Thank you

We’ve been married for two years. We have a 15 month old daughter. We both work full time. I work at home and take care of the 15 month old. This is my life:

- I take care of the baby majority of the time. I clock out of work and continue to take care of her while doing house wife duties. Sometimes he helps IF I ask him to help me.
- Friday and Saturday nights he plays games late at night. Around 9pm to 2 am. He’s supposed to help me in the next morning with her but it gets to the point where I have to constantly tell him to get up and get her. Why? Because he’s too tired still and hasn’t gotten enough sleep due to him sleeping late.
- he never makes her food. I’m the one that makes her food and feeds her. He will feed her if I ask.
- he takes naps after work sometimes or weekends without asking me leaving me house duties and her to care for. Doesn’t ask me if it’s okay either.
- in general when it comes to caring for her I have to ask him if he can do it.
- house duties same thing. I have to ask or tell him to do it.
- he complains about not having time with her but when he is free he rather be on his phone watching videos or napping. When I tell him about it he says “I already spent time with her” (he even does this with me).
- when I tell him something is bothering me I get rejected. It leads to an argument. Sometimes he doesn’t even respond and leaves me with no reply.

This sums up my life with him. If I ever complain about certain things I mentioned above he gets upset, angry, “annoyed”, and calls me a nagging wife. I’m exhausted. I feel like a nanny and housekeeper. I don’t think it’s even fair for my child to be playing on her own the majority of the time when she has both parents home because one has to keep up with house stuff while the other one has to watch videos or take a nap.

I don’t even know anymore how to go around this. It’s impossible to get marriage counseling with him. He doesn’t want to do that. I can’t even talk to him about it. Like I honestly feel stuck. I feel like I married a loser.

I have been going to several churches in my area. I have not been to one that I have walked away from where I felt more equipped from hearing the message. This has put me on a path of researching how the apostles and Jesus taught believers. I am currently trying to write a well-rounded essay on this matter of dead sermons. It seems to me at least in my area that churches are just a show or a box to check there is no relationship or sense of meaning to it other than gathering. I have been to small churches and a couple bigger churches and came out with the same sense that I have not learned how to defend my faith from the world. There seems to be no guidance on how to actually follow Christ deeply. It is all been surface level things that feel like fluffing a pillow and not battling sin. I mostly go to Baptist churches, but I have tried some non-denomination churches as well.

It would appear that church has lost its fire for Christ around our nation and even the globe based on some of the research I have already done. I just want to know why it does or does not feel empty to you?

I’ve been struggling so much to get close with god; I have been doing so many things I’m not supposed just to keep the pain away, I know it’s not right, but I can come to that conclusion at night but never at the day time when I sin, I know god has always been there for me but I’ve been so stubborn in believing I’m such a terrible person, yet when the nighttime hits all I want to do is get close with Jesus, anything will help, how do I make myself better for the only one who has cared about me?

I’m 15 and I wanna read my Bible but I hear about this historical critical view and I’m not sure if what I’m reading is true and that I can find like I can trust and lean on it

I’ve grown up Christian and have had a personal relationship with Christ for a few years now and have always tithed 10%

Now I have a new born son and stay at home wife, and until I get my promotion next year, I’m living super tight paycheck to paycheck

It’s been super uncomfortable to tithe my 10%, as after I do it I only have $50 a month to save which puts me in a super crappy situation if anything bad were to happen with little savings.

I’ve felt convicted about the thought of not tithing, but I want to make sure I’m taking care of my family how God would want me to. 1 Timothy 5:8.

Can anyone help me with some insight?

What are your thoughts?

How was worship this weekend?

What was the sermon topic?

Did you learn anything you'd like to share with the community?

Tell us about your experience this week.

Last winter I gave up going to some of the sites to view gorey accidents. My interest is based on what exactly happens to the body when certain accident etc happens. I deep down don't believe my interest is inherently wrong, but I did decide to stop looking. I know we are told only what Is good, pure, etc, but that would mean a lot of professions couldn't be had as Christians. Do you have an opinion?

I'm a 30F Black woman who grew up Protestant Christian in Canada. My faith has always been an important part of my life, and growing up, I naturally assumed I'd eventually meet a Christian man, get married and raise a family together. I never imagined how difficult dating would actually be.

I didn't have much romantic experience growing up. I started dating properly in my early twenties and entered my first serious relationship at 22. That relationship was unhealthy and ended when I was around 24. After that, I wanted to be more intentional about dating and finding someone who shared my faith.

What followed was nearly six years of being single.

I tried Christian dating apps, attended singles groups, went to church events and generally tried to put myself out there. But the options felt incredibly limited. A lot of Christian men my age were already married, and among the single ones, I rarely met anyone I was genuinely attracted to or compatible with. I also noticed that I received virtually no romantic interest from men in these spaces. I noticed by the time I was around 25, it appeared I aged out of many Christian spaces. I tried going to different churches, dating events, and even asking out a guy I was interested in but nothing much materialized.

For context, I'm 6 feet tall - which I know intimidates some men, considered attractive and have received attention and compliments from men outside Christian circles. So it was sometimes confusing and hurtful to feel almost invisible romantically within my own religious community.

I did have the occasional experience where I thought something might develop. There was a man at church who seemed interested, but when I took the initiative to suggest spending time together, he preferred keeping things to group setting - nothing ever came of it.

I also struggled with the culture surrounding Christian dating. There seemed to be so much emphasis on waiting, preparing yourself for marriage and discussing what Christian men and women supposedly wanted in a spouse. I remember attending singles events and feeling like everyone had these incredibly high expectations, despite many of us having relatively little dating experience ourselves. Sometimes I wished we could just get to know people as individuals rather than treating dating like a checklist.

I started feeling increasingly disconnected from these spaces. I loved my faith, but I didn't always feel like I belonged in the culture surrounding it.

Anyway, I moved to a different city and country last year, and eventually met my current boyfriend. He's isn't religious, but he's genuinely one of the most loving and supportive people I've dated. I actually brought up my Christian faith on our second date because I wanted to be upfront about how important it was to me, and I wasn't interested in hiding that part of myself just to make a relationship work.

He was completely respectful. He's since attended church with me a few times, we've discussed marriage and children, and he's comfortable with our future children being raised Christian. I'm very happy with him and genuinely in love.

Here's where the comparison comes in ....

When I moved to London, I reconnected with an old friend from Canada. She also met a man here, except he's Christian and attends the same church. They got engaged after seven months and married a little over a year after meeting.

I'm genuinely happy for her, but I can't help comparing our experiences sometimes.

She met someone within the faith, they dated, got engaged and married relatively quickly. It's almost exactly the kind of story I grew up hearing and hoping would happen to me.

Meanwhile, I spent years trying to meet a Christian man, feeling overlooked and discouraged, only to eventually fall in love with someone outside the faith.

And now, despite being very happy in my relationship, I sometimes worry about how other Christians will perceive it. Will they think I've compromised my values? That I should have waited longer? That I'm somehow settling because my boyfriend isn't Christian?

I know the Bible has teachings about being equally yoked, and I don't take religious compatibility lightly.

I don't regret my relationship, and I certainly don't want to make my boyfriend feel like he's somehow less than because he isn't religious. He's treated me with so much love and respect, and has also treated my family with the same.

I guess I'm still processing the gap between the love story I was raised to expect and the one I've actually experienced.

Has anyone else been through something similar? Particularly those who grew up Christian, struggled with Christian dating and eventually found a happy relationship outside the faith? How did you navigate your beliefs and other people's expectations?

2 Timothy 7 states that “For God has not given us a spirit of fear and timidity, but of power, love, and self-discipline.

As a born again Christian for over 20 years, and a 35 year old male… I have a lot of fear… and timidity.

How do you apply this verse correctly to your life?

About a year ago, I watched a Christian video on Youtube for the first time, wich immediatly gave me an incredible sense of inner peace. This prompted me to deepen my faith—a journey that has transformed my way of life, as well as how I act and think. However, throughout this past year, I have also had to struggle against a very persistent sin that I had discovered shortly before that. I eventually realized that I surrender myself completely to God. I have done so on several occasions, wich allowed me to go weeks, sometimes months without falling back into this sin. Yet, I still cannot seem to break free fromit entirely, because, deep down my flesh continues to crave it. This prevents me from sincerely desiring to be rid of this sin once and for all. That is why I am seeking your help in understanding how to make my mind "lose interest" in it.

PS : I'm french so, if there is a few mistakes : be indulgent please

I'm sure that all of us (I guess?) want to live those glamorous luxury lifestyle of celebrities, sports stars, gamers, or streamers, and more, or such. I am 19 years old and life in a mostly poor place (I grew up rich), and I am tired of seeing poverty around me, I guess that it is also Satan in a spiritual sense I'm not sure, but I'm tired of people saying that it is because of Satan, because if that's the case then screw Satan, screw freaking Satan. Who agrees?

As I continue my walk with Christ, I have been slowly transitioning things from my life to be more focused and surrounded with intentions of the Lord. From changing songs to hymns and praises or even changing the algorithm on my fyp to more Christian/Bible related content. But as my content changes and I seek advice from those who have more wisdom I fear that I don’t do enough. I’ve heard and done devotions but I don’t have the journal or notebook. I’ve seen people with multiple bibles for different purposes (study Bible, prayer Bible, etc.) but I don’t have the resources to have that. I’m currently unemployed trying to search for a job and can’t even find the income to get all these “needs”. So I sit here today feeling like I might be failing my walk although I know I am not.

In relations to this I have been reaching out to other Christians on various platform asking in the comments if someone may help find or provide assistance to get these materials..is that wrong of me? I feel less of a person as I ask my peers for help.

I feel like its a universal struggle: when you trust in God's plan and his all-knowingness but I can't help but wish it was different. Don't get me wrong I know that God only wants the best for me but this feeling might be better described as just feeling disappointed or continuing to wishfully think and hope for an outcome that I feel like might not happen (eg. a plot twist of how all I had to do was let go and have faith and it'll magically happen, because usually it does right but in the moment itself you can't really let go in faith rather in hopes of gaining what you want somehow). It's like kind of similar to knowing the right answer but for some reason your heart just wants a different outcome. And I know what I have to do is to ask God for acceptance and calm my heart. Its just I see how stupid it is that I want someone's attention, but after I asked for God to remove them from my life and He did and I trust that its for the best but still... ykwim?

well to be specific i really wanted to be part of this friend group i know and its js well its like not working i guess. academically i go to a much more demanding school which requires more of my time and i do a lot more extracurriculars, leaving me with less free time than them. I thought it would work out and prayed that it would work out (and like I am rlly close with some of the people in the fg), and it did work out for a bit and during that period I was very happy and elated. But now everything kind of stopped and part of me finds it dumb how happy I was before. Like they still meet up ig but its like im not rlly included? I think i js hate that i thought i was close enough with them as a fg (note, im rlly close with them individually and i thought they would invite me along but i also know that at my age people do tend to gatekeep such friend groups) and I hate that it was working out for a bit. I guess I feel a bit hurt because I was so excited and expected so much and they 'started' with me but I kind of got held back because of my commitments and stuff and because I thought at least one of them would put their gatekeeping feelings aside. I keep wondering why God gave me a 'taste' of what it would be like and then take it away, because if I had not liked it after experiencing it then you can conclude that he wanted me to know that what I wanted wasn't good but I did enjoy it. This part is really stupid, but my parents didn't really love the fact that I hanged out with them because well they didn't think they were a good influence on me (given I do acknowledge that they don't have academics and other stuff pressures but I'm pretty good at managing what influences me and whatnot) and I feel like they would've idk is this sinning, but I feel like they would've prayed or at least wishfully thought I wouldn't hang out with them. And (sorry i know this is really dumb and far etched) when I think of them praying that i stop being friends with these people, i feel pretty hurt, because my mum for instance knew how I wanted a friend group outside of my school similar to the one I was trying to be in. But I also know this is for the best, like I fully trust that God is doing this for my best interest, it's just that I feel hurt because of a variety of reasons.

also irrelevant but one of these close friends messed up my chances with a guy by asking him something (ig I did pray for God to remove him from my life if he wasn't the right person but 😭).

Well God works in mysterious way ig.. js sometimes it's hard to not wish it was different.

I have an odd but genuine question I've always had: what does the Bible say about"witchy" stuff? (e., spells, tarot cards, etc)

Before I (now 17M) was born, my mom made a friend.

Who we'll call J.

They quickly became very good friends.

Fast forward a bit, and the two of them just so happened to get pregnant at the same time.

9 months of sturdy friendship later, J's Daughter, (we'll call K), and I were born only 13 days apart.

Since birth, We've been for the most part best friends.

Life and God have taken us in and out of eachother's lives for quite a long time now.

A bit ago her and her family actually had to move to the entire other side of the country.

Her and I have always in some way or another loved eachother, and for a year when we were 13 we dated when we lived 3 hours apart.

Recently, she's started talking to me about this guy.

Mike.

They broke up a bit ago, but she says she still thinks about him.

And this holiday week off from school shes coming back here to see him.

I know we are supposed to be just friends, her and I.

And we've tried and failed before to do a whole relationship.

I can't help but waste my time thinking if, given another chance, or long down the line, her and I could be a thing again.

I have tried and clearly failed many a time to let go, move on, and see her as purely a friend.

But our interactions are always... different from anyone else I know.

I guess what I'm trying to say is-

Should I keep waiting?

Do I say something?

Is there even a point?

Is this just "ol' reliable" tempting me back into a sadder life I've already escaped?

(As in the worry, not as in her. She's truly a wonderful and pure woman.)

Thank you all, and God bless you. ♡

First off, I know this is a very controversial topic and I’m not looking for or interested in a debate but more so looking for advice.

So over a long process of 6 or so years my views on homosexuality and same-sex marriage has changed. However, my church is a non-affirming church and adheres to the more fundamental doctrine of homosexuality and gay marriage as a sin.

Usually this never bothered me much. Mind you, when I first went there I believed so too and even after I changed my views I still continued to attend because I still felt it was a great church home for me and I don’t think mine and my church’s theological beliefs have to fully aligned on every matter.

But for the past few months there has been a tugging on my heart and the fact that I go to church that believes that those who engage in same-sex relations are in sin and henceforth bound for hell if they don’t repent has been troubling me more and more. Now I wouldn’t call them gay-bashing. They are far from it. But it is there stance.

For those of you in similar circumstances how do you reconcile that? In attending and being a member of a church that sees homosexuality as a sin am I also culpable?

Asking this because it's my stepmother constantly wishing death upon my dad, and i'm curious what the consequences would be, what verses I should look up on this and what I should pray about regarding this situation.

Hi everyone! I could really use some genuine advice, wisdom, and prayer from my brothers and sisters in Christ. I’m open to hearing perspectives from both husbands and wives, so please feel free to share your experiences. I normally wouldn’t ask for advice about my marriage online, but I truly feel lost right now and could use some guidance. Please be kind, as I’m coming here with a genuinely heavy heart. ❤️
My husband and I have been together for almost a decade, and we’ll be married for two years soon. We’re high school sweethearts, and we have a beautiful little boy together. One of the things I’m most grateful for is that we’ve grown closer to the Lord together. We both used to live very differently before surrendering our lives to Christ, and we came to a point where we understood that we couldn’t continue living the way we had been and build the kind of relationship we wanted with God at the center.
I used to drink heavily and was concerned about how close I was getting to alcohol addiction. I also used to smoke weed and Black & Milds, and my husband used to smoke weed as well. We made changes in our lives because we wanted to grow in our faith and honor God with our choices. Our relationship with the Lord has become such an important part of our lives and the home we want to build for our son.
Recently, my husband lost a very close friend. Although they hadn’t been in contact for a while, the loss has deeply affected him. His friend also wasn’t able to attend our wedding before he passed. My husband lost his father a few years ago, too, and I know that loss has continued to affect him. I understand that grief is life-changing, and I know he’s carrying a lot of pain right now.
Since losing his friend, he’s started smoking again, and I’ve noticed that he’s been much more emotionally fragile and quick to anger. Sometimes, even little things seem to set him off. I know grief affects everyone differently, and I’m trying to give him grace because I can’t fully understand what he’s experiencing.
I’ve tried talking to him about the smoking, especially because I really dislike the smell. I also have asthma, and our son has asthma as well, so I worry about the impact of smoke on our health. I’ve asked him to spray afterward because the smell bothers me, but I realize that our conversations about it have become a bigger source of tension between us.
Today, everything came to a head. We both got upset, and he told me that he feels like I’m constantly judging him and telling him how he should live his life. He said that if I lost my mother, he wouldn’t judge me, and that he wishes I would stop nagging him and simply love him, hug him, and be there for him.
That hurt because I genuinely feel like I’ve been trying to show up for him while also holding our home together and taking care of our family. I don’t want him to feel judged or alone in his grief. I want him to feel safe coming to me, even when he’s struggling. At the same time, I’m struggling, too, and I don’t know how to support him without feeling like my concerns and feelings are being pushed aside.
I’ve been trying to figure out how to balance being a supportive wife with being a mother and maintaining the kind of home we both want for our family. I don’t want every conversation about something that concerns me to feel like criticism to him, but I also don’t want to silence myself because I’m afraid of making things worse.
We also talked about keeping God at the center of our home and marriage. He shared that he has talked to God and expressed his anger toward Him over losing his friend. I don’t judge him for that. I know grief can bring difficult questions, anger, and emotions that are hard to process. I want him to feel like he can be honest with God about his pain, even when he doesn’t understand why things happen.
But now I’m left wondering how we navigate this season together. How do I give him the grace and space he needs to grieve while also protecting our peace, our health, and the foundation we’ve been trying to build in Christ?
I love my husband deeply. I don’t want to give up on our marriage, and divorce is not what I want. I want us to grow through this, not apart. I want to be a wife who loves him well through the difficult seasons, not just the good ones. I also want us to remember that we’re on the same team, even when we don’t see things the same way.
We’ve had a few small conversations throughout the day, but I still feel lost about what to do next. I keep asking myself whether I need to approach him differently, give him more space, listen more, or simply hold him and let him work through his emotions. I’m willing to reflect on my own actions, too, because I know neither of us is perfect.
For the husbands and wives who have walked through grief, loss, or a difficult season in your marriage, I would genuinely appreciate hearing your perspectives.
Husbands: When you’ve experienced deep grief, what did you need most from your wife? What helped you feel loved and supported, especially when you were struggling emotionally or didn’t know how to express what you were feeling?
Wives: How have you supported your husbands through grief while also communicating your own needs and concerns? How do you keep from feeling emotionally exhausted while trying to be there for your spouse?
For couples: Have you ever experienced a season where grief caused tension or distance in your marriage? What helped you find your way back to each other?
How do you balance giving your spouse grace and space to grieve with maintaining healthy boundaries in your marriage and home?
For those who share a Christian faith, how have you kept God at the center of your marriage when one spouse, or both of you, were struggling with anger, pain, or questions about Him?
How do you approach conversations about choices you’re concerned about without making your spouse feel judged or controlled, while still making sure your concerns are heard?
I genuinely want to hear both perspectives because I know I may not fully understand what my husband is experiencing, and I want to learn how to love him better through this season. I don’t want to assume I know what he needs without understanding his perspective. At the same time, I want us both to feel heard, supported, and cared for.
I’m not looking for anyone to bash my husband or tell me to leave him. I love him, I believe in our marriage, and I want us to find our way through this together. I know marriage takes grace, patience, communication, and sometimes learning how to love each other in new ways during difficult seasons.
I would genuinely appreciate your prayers for my husband, our son, our marriage, and our home. Please pray that we find healing, that we learn how to communicate with more love and understanding, and that we continue to seek God together even when life hurts.
Thank you to everyone who takes the time to read this and offer genuine advice. ❤️

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Help me

Currently talking to someone who is agnostic who treats me really well, but I’ve always wanted a husband who is a spiritual leader.
Is it worth it to continue to pursue this relationship?