Day Five · When Faith Breaks You

Grieving the God
You Lost

When the version of God you believed in does not work anymore.

10+ min Scripture · Teaching · Prayer
Today's Scripture

Even though I walk through the darkest valley, I will fear no evil, for you are with me.

Psalm 23:4
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The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not be in want. He makes me lie down in green pastures, he leads me beside quiet waters, he restores my soul.

Psalm 23:1-3

There is a grief that no one talks about

It is the grief of losing God. Not physically dying, but losing the sense of His presence. Losing the belief in Him. Losing the relationship you thought you had. It is like a death, except there is no body to bury and no funeral to attend. It is a death that happens slowly, invisibly, inside.

Today, I want to talk about that grief. Because if you are going through deconstruction, you are probably grieving. And no one has given you permission to grieve this particular loss.

I want to give you that permission. And I want to walk with you through it.

The God You Believed In

Before this started, you had a picture of God. It might have been from your childhood. It might have been from your parents. It might have been from your church. It might have been from your own experience. But you had a picture. You had a version of God that you believed in.

Maybe that God was sovereign and in control of everything. Maybe that God was loving and warm and always present. Maybe that God had a plan for your life and was working all things together for your good. Maybe that God was watching everything you did and taking notes.

That version of God does not work anymore. Maybe it never did. But it was yours, and you believed it, and it meant something to you. And now it is gone.

That is a loss. And losses need to be grieved.

The Stages of Grief

Grief has stages. You probably know them. Denial, anger, bargaining, depression, acceptance. They do not always come in order, and they do not always come once. But they are part of the process.

You might have started in denial. This is not really happening. My faith is not really shaking. I will pray and it will come back. That was denial.

You might be in anger. Angry at God for not showing up. Angry at the church for what they did. Angry at yourself for believing in the first place. That is anger.

You might be bargaining. If you just show me a sign, I will believe. If you just fix this, I will trust you. That is bargaining.

You might be in depression. The sadness. The heaviness. The loss of meaning. The not wanting to get out of bed. That is depression.

And maybe, one day, you will reach acceptance. The peace that comes from knowing what is true and what is not. The freedom that comes from letting go. That is acceptance.

All of these stages are normal. All of them are part of the process. And none of them mean you are doing it wrong.

What You Are Really Losing

Let me name what you are really losing. You are losing the sense of being known. You are losing the sense of being loved. You are losing the sense of having purpose and meaning. You are losing the community that came with the faith. You are losing the framework that made sense of your life.

These are real losses. And they are not easy to carry.

But here is what I want to tell you. Even if the God you believed in does not exist, you were still known. Even if the faith was false, the love you experienced was real. Even if the meaning was an illusion, the purpose you felt was real. And those things mattered. They mattered even if they were not what you thought they were.

You are not losing everything. You are losing a story. And stories can be rebuilt.

The Way Through

So how do you grieve this loss? Here are a few thoughts.

First, let yourself feel it. Do not try to skip the grief. Do not try to be spiritual about it. Just feel it. Cry if you need to cry. Be angry if you need to be angry. Scream if you need to scream. The grief has to be felt to be healed.

Second, remember that grief is not the same as loss. You can grieve something that you still have. You can grieve a version of God while still believing in some version of God. The grief is about what was, not what is.

Third, know that this grief has an end. It does not feel like it now. It feels like it will last forever. But it will not. One day, you will think about this time and it will not hurt as much. One day, you will have made peace with what happened. One day, this will be a memory, not a wound.

Tomorrow, we are going to talk about what remains. What is still true when everything else has fallen away. It is the most important question of all.

I give myself permission to grieve the God I have lost. This grief is real and valid. The loss I am experiencing is worth mourning.

Name What You Lost

What version of God are you grieving? Was it the God who had a plan? The God who answered prayers? The God who was always there? Take a moment to name the God you have lost. It helps to be specific.

  • What version of God am I grieving?
  • What has believing in that version given me?
  • What would it look like to find a new version of God?
  • Is there any part of my faith I want to keep?
  • Am I allowing myself to feel this grief?
  • What is the difference between grieving and losing faith?
  • What does it mean that the love I experienced was real even if God is not?

You are losing a story, not everything. And stories can be rebuilt. The grief you feel today will not last forever.

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Father, I come to you grieving. I am grieving the version of you that I used to believe in. I am grieving the faith that used to sustain me. I am grieving the certainty that I once had.

Help me to move through this grief and not around it. Help me to feel what I need to feel without rushing to the other side. Even if I cannot find my way back to the faith I had, help me to find peace.

Remind me that grief has an end, even when it feels like it will last forever. In Jesus Name, Amen.

You are losing a story, not everything. And stories can be rebuilt. The grief you feel today will not last forever.

With honesty and hope,
Claire