Have you ever denied the Holy Spirit?

Question

Luke 12:10
And whosoever shall speak a word against the Son of man, it shall be forgiven him: but unto him that blasphemeth against the Holy Ghost it shall not be forgiven.

Answer 1

Often.

I was a Christian. I was born again as well.

It was a Friday night, last day of Boy Scout camp. I was riding home with a friend, his little brother, and his mother. Him and his lil bro were asleep in the back, his mother and I were in the front. She had a tape of Carmen (the Christian musician) playing, and his song 'One' had just started. I started to close my eyes to doze and my eyes filled with bright light. I thought a car was about to hit us so I sat upright and braced --- there was no car.

I started to close my eyes again and I visually saw an image of the globe with the Virgin Mary standing atop it at the north pole, her hands held out to the side, pouring out her Son's graces on the world just as she did by her humble obedience when she said, "Let it be done to me according to His will." Startled by this scene, I again opened my eyes.

When I closed them again, I found myself standing on the Pan da Via, the Road of Life, the road to Golgotha. I could literally feel the people bumping into me, and they were staring at me and speaking in languages I could not understand, amazed by my modern style clothes. I looked up to Golgotha and saw Jesus of Nazareth nailed to the Cross. He lifted his head, looked me square in the eyes and silently mouthed, "I do it for you." (continued)

When he finished saying this, he threw his head back in agony and exclaimed, as recorded in the Bible, "Eloi, ELOI! Lemma sabbacthani?" When I heard this, I slumped forward and started to bawl, a sobbing fit that would last literally more than three hours, utterly and completely crushed and convicted of my sins, knowing full well that without Jesus at my side, I was nothing, utterly condemned, incapable of doing the slightest good. There are no words to express the sheer, total, utter agony that I felt at knowing God himself had to die to save me from the nothingness I was born into by virtue of Sin.

I surrendered my life to Jesus in that instant, because I knew without Jesus I was nothing, that without Jesus I was only fuel for the fires of Hell, unworthy of anything, including my own life.

I am now an atheist.

So what changed? Was my dedication insincere or half-hearted? Ask that of the people I did retreats with -- especially when I went to Search. At one point, we were going into the church and I was the last person to enter, so the team started the music as I walked in. Two notes had played and I so completely remembered the music that I collapsed, the strength utterly draining out of me, and I again sobbed, bitterly, and even though my eyes were clenched shut, I could see the Crucifix above the altar in perfect detail, bleeding profusely from the wrists and ankles, from the crown of thorns, from the hole in Jesus's side. There was nothing half-hearted about it.

So then... why am I now an atheist?

Because I now understand how these mental events happen; I understand the neurology and the psychology of them. The more I studied the Bible in utter, devoted faith, the more I realized that it contradicted itself, that Jesus did not fulfill the prophecies ascribed to HaMosiach. The more I questioned, the more I focused back on Jesus and God. I attended more and more Bible studies, I went on numerous retreats (I'm not sure if you're familiar with the movement or not, but I am a Cursiesta, I've done a Cursillo weekend), I was involved in multiple prayer groups. None of that could change my growing awareness.

So eventually, gradually, over time, I simply stopped believing.

I deny the Holy Spirit, I deny the divinity of Jesus of Nazareth. Everything I believed as a Christian I renounce, denounce, and deny.

For all eternity, with my every breath, from now until the end of my life, I deny the Holy Spirit, I spit on the belief I once held in this false idea. I lay my life blood on the oath, and bind myself to this claim: THERE IS NO HOLY SPIRIT!

Answer 2

I have sinned - if thats what you mean. I have let Satan in who pushed The Holy Spirit out - but i have always repented, i have never TRULY and ETERNALY denied The Holy Ghost.
And i NEVER will!!!

---Im Mormon (LDS) if you couldnt tell,
Get some LDS missionaries in your home,
He died for you
Please,
Live for Him!!!

Answer 3

No, I have wondered if God exists at one time but I have never denied No, and I do not plan to, because I know better than to do such a thing!

Answer 4

Yes, several times in my previous lives.

Answer 5

How do you deny what DOES NOT exist?

Can a person deny the tooth fairy?
Would it matter if they did?

The same is true about holy casper!

I DENY DENY DENY!
Happy!

Answer 6

The Holy spirit is WHISKEY in Scotland!
And I NEVER deny a dram of that!

Answer 7

the word "deny" there in the Greek refers to a continual state. Once doesn't get you hellbound for sure, but it's still wrong.

and no I haven't.

Answer 8

I'm sure I have ignored Him a time or two. Thank God for His tender mercies and long suffering.

Answer 9

Who is that?

Answer 10

I will never deny the religion of Islam.
Prevail the truth.