Do I believe in God? This is a question that I am sure many people ask themselves on a regular basis. You’re always questioning his or her existence in times of trouble, disaster, misfortune, and during unforeseen evil acts. I hear and read countless comments in news articles that condemn God for an event of nature or an unspeakable act such as rape, murder, and molestation. Comments such as “There is no God. If God was real he wouldn’t let this happen.” or “Those of you who believe in God need to grow up and stop living in fairy tales”. When I read those comments it was almost dumb founding. I never imagined there were so many non-believers in this world and I find it sad that the only time God is even remotely thanked is if something good happens.
As far as the answer to the question of whether or not I believe in God; the answer is yes, absolutely yes. Though you might find it strange because I am not at all a religious person. I don’t believe in one single religion, and I don’t go to church. However, there is no question in my mind to the existence of God. Why you ask? It’s because we live, we breathe, we think, and we have emotions. We are all born with a conscience and are able to know the difference between right and wrong. We have also been given free will to do with what we have to benefit either the good or the evil.
If you think about it, everything and everyone had to come from somewhere. It had to be created by something or someone. I can’t totally rule out the information that I have learned from evolution but even with evolution it still had a beginning and I don’t think we just went “poof” and we were here.
Everyone, whether or not you are a believer in the creator has had some sort of experience; small or large, that they are unable to explain. One such experience happened to me at the age of 12. My mother left me alone at our apartment because she needed to finish up her laundry at a friends house. I remember her telling me that she was only going to be an hour. The hour turned into 5 hours and I was getting frightened because it was dark and I had no way of contacting her. Every awful scary thought entered my mind as I lay on the couch sobbing. After a moment I soon felt this warmness come over my body and I heard a soft voice in my head. It was telling me “It’s OK, your mother fell asleep.” For some reason I felt more at ease and not so panicked any more. Thirty minutes later my mother came through the door of the apartment. She rushed over to me and hugged me tightly while apologizing. She said to me,”I am so sorry, I fell asleep.” Now I know it’s not a huge miracle story, but it was my comforting moment that I believe God spoke to me.
God doesn’t always give you what you want, but he does give you what you need and he doesn’t give you any more than you can handle. I know that some of you look at situations like famine, disease, and natural disasters that cause pain and countless deaths and you think God is cruel for causing this to happen. For once have you ever thought to think that he puts that out there as a test for us human beings to step up to the plate; to unite and help those in need. Or because of the amount of suffering we do on this earth that we just might have a reward so great that in the end the suffering was just a step in life.
