Ask, and it shall be given you; seek, and ye shall find; knock, and it shall be opened unto you.
That verse has never reigned truer in my life than today.
If you recall that mess of self-pity I was wallowing in earlier, I feel better now. As usual, I found the answer in the Bible. Or better yet, my Sunday School teacher found it and showed me. Regardless of how I obtained enlightment, just realize it was ultimately derived from God.
After reiterating the message about feelings not being related to beliefs, my teacher began discussing why many of us, such as myself, get somewhat out of touch with our Christianity.
Here's his lesson in a nutshell:
It's not that we don't remember the reason we believed, but it's that we forget what we were like before we believed. We don't recall the change that occurred inside of us because it's been so long, or maybe we were at such a young age that there wasn't enough junk in our life to really change. Obviously, if an adult with a cocaine addiction and a five-year-old both get saved at the same time, they're going to have drastically different experiences.
The five-year-old will feel good, probably proud of himself, for the decision he made, but the druggie is going to feel an enormous burden off his shoulders or maybe even a new sense of strength to conquer his problems. This is essentially why we can't base our beliefs on what we feel. Because we're all in different places in our lives. No one emotion can define that critical experience within every person.
So, even when we feel utterly alone, like all that we've ever believed in has abandoned us, rest assured that God is still there and still very real.
You just have to seek Him.