After 10 or more years as a backslidden pentecostal Christian, my marriage in danger of imploding, my children already in that process, I came to Jesus to do with me what you describe... What you were naturally ignorant of seeking light, I did what our good friend
@amadeus recommends so often... Going to the lower room voluntarily, to start afresh... Go back to the beginning and teach me as of I was a new born babe needing milk. Why would I do that? Because I had to many confusing doubts and questions over commonly held doctrines that my Catholic upbringing, and my more recent time in pentecostal environments, had been teaching. We were told they were 'mysteries' that had to be accepted by faith. Logic, reasoning, intellectual acceptability weren't to be entertained as if God was saying... Believe everything you are told but first leave your brains at the door. I didn't want that. I believe there was, somewhere, a line of reasonable and logical chain of belief that made sense and in which there were no contradictions or missing connections.
My questions mostly centered on prophecy. But as I surrendered further to God's leading, trusting Him to reveal as I could take it in, truths and answers to questions I had never considered asking.
Like the trinity.
The process of Salvation.
The comparative roles of faith, grace, obedience and works.
But my far greater understanding of those issues, including prophecy came after one particular issue was resolved. The question that everyone seems to want to ignore. The one the vast majority of people are seemingly quite content to accept a mediocre and insufficient qualitative apprehension of the depth and importance of the question...a situation wherein people are seemingly happy to accept the contradictions and shallow superficial answers that they use to justify the status quo. The Sabbath.