He has many names.
Jesus. God. Christ. Messiah. Yahweh. Holy Spirit.
But to me, He's Father, Best Friend, Savior.
Now I know I'll be judged for this. I'll be called the crazy religious nut. It's happened before and it'll happen again. So all I can ask is that you listen. I'm not going to try to force anything down your throat if you don't care to be a part of this, but man, you're missing out if you reject God.
He has been my everything. He's the only one who's consistently been there through any situation. When I had nowhere to go and no one to turn to, He was there.
"But how do you know He can be there without actually sensing someone?" you may ask.
How do you know your heart is still pumping blood without physically checking? You just know. You feel it and you know you're alive, therefore it must be pumping blood.
It's the same with God. I know He's there because I can feel Him working and moving in me like I feel my heart working and the blood moving. It's a feeling you recognize only after you open your mind to accept it. Until then, people blame destiny or fate or the universe. But could destiny or fate or the universe create itself?
The conclusion I always come to is that something created us and the space we live in. So why can't it be God? Everything lines up. Us being the only species with wisdom, life on a spinning ball in the middle of space, existence in general. How could something as inferior to the universe such as life overcome all odds just to simply be? We could go into scientific facts (and I have with plenty of scientists), but then what would the point be? It's faith for a reason. "Faith is being sure of what we hope for, being convinced of what we do not see"-Hebrews 11:1. Since when has God ever been bound by science anyway?
Now I'm not trying to throw science out the window. It'll work the same way it always has.
Think of it like this: if an apple falls from a tree, it will keep falling until some force intervenes such as a hand. The hand that catches the apple stops the freefall of the apple. Sometimes, God is the hand.
God didn't come to Earth to make Himself easy for us to believe in. He came to offer Himself to anyone who trusted Him. I'm not the first to admit that it's hard sometimes, but it's so worth it because we are repaid a thousand times over. It's an extremely generous offer, really. "Just trust Me. Give Me your life on Earth by being one of My best friends and I'll give you eternity in paradise." Seems good to me. Just a bit of faith, trust, and pixie dust.
I can probably speak for every other Christian when I say that we're already being repaid.
Now to make it personal to me:
I remember the exact moment I first felt Him saving me. I was in a warehouse at the ripe old age of 13. I was surrounded by a couple hundred other kids. We were worshipping, and I slowly realized that I was so incredibly broken. In that moment of realization, I felt weight being lifted off of me and I felt repaired and innocent and free. When I say I felt it, I mean I physically felt it. Tears of absolute, incomprehensible joy streamed down my face. My heart literally ached with a passionate love for my newly found Savior. I could feel His arms wrapped around me, holding me to Him. All the stress built up in my muscles and joints was released. I could nearly hear Him saying "Finally! You've come home to Me!"
Since, he's revealed my own soul to me and uncovered layers I never knew existed. He repaired old wounds and prevented new ones. He's the ultimate Spirit Healer.
He was a Father to me when mine was nowhere to be seen. God nurtured me and provided for me. He's protected me. He answered prayers and guided me through all of struggles-both superficial and heartbreaking.
Even as I've destroyed myself, He always had my back. I can turn to Him whenever I need to. He has been there when no one else was.
He saves anyone who simply asks with absolute faith that He will deliver. He saved me.
