I’ve Seen Too Much Not to Believe in God

All I can really think is — how could I not believe?

God has brought me through some of the most troubling times in my life, and yet He’s also given me so many blessings. Even in those darkest moments, when I could have gone the wrong way, He sent people into my life that I never would have expected. Those people fought harder than the devil to keep me from going dark. That was God’s work.

I’ve seen too much to ignore Him.

From the stars in the sky to the detail of a single snowflake, everything points back to God. No one else could design life with that kind of care. I’ve also seen the power of prayer, real healing that can only be described as a miracle. That’s God’s work. No one else is capable of that.

I believe in God because without Him, I would be lost. Who would I turn to when I’m in need? Who would guide my heart to do good even when there is nothing in my favor? 

I believe in God because without Him, I am nothing. I would be a nobody who came from nowhere. I would have no ancestry. So really, how would I even be alive if God never created mankind? 

Some of my thoughts are hard to put into words. 

The miracles of life, from mankind to creatures, mountains to oceans, rainforests to deserts, these didn’t just happen; they were created. From having my children and watching them grow, God's doing; their souls are rooted by God. 

No one else could bless me with them. They are here by His choice. 

I believe in God because I know no other way. I am not capable of thinking there is anything or anyone else that could guide my life as He has. From blessings to hardships, God was there, and He will always be there. I believe everything happens for a reason, good or bad, and we must trust His plan. No matter what. He hasn’t failed me.

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