The Day God Stepped In and Shielded My Mind

I started this whole thing, (Why We Believe) and then I sat back and read everyone else’s articles as they came in about why they believe, and I started to overthink things.

See, I’m neuropspicy, and that (overthinking) can sneak up and happen when I least expect it. But believe it or not, I started to also realize in reading so many articles, that it’s also just one of a million reasons why I believe in God.

My neurospicy brain is uniquely mine, uniquely me, and that is a gift. I could have gone down many paths in my life, but I chose the path toward God. I surrendered my unique way of thinking, doing, and seeing to Him, and He has taken it to a level I never knew was possible.

My First Supernatural Encounter

When I was younger, I didn’t have a good childhood. I was severely abused by a Christian mother who used Scripture against me at every turn. 

But one day, something happened to me.

I was about ten years old. I remember the lawn, the dandelions, the warmth, the love, and the feeling of being shielded. I had a supernatural encounter with God before I understood the complexities of what that meant, the way I do now.

And I will never forget it.

When I say shield, I mean it literally. From that day forward, there was a shield around my mind; looking back, I can see it in everything. I had already been through so much at that point in my life, and I would go on to suffer more at the hands of others and my own stupid decisions, but my mind, who I am, how I think, my love of rabbit holes, and my drive to understand, search, and seek were protected.

Curiosity and Questions

That is how everything started for me with my walk with God.

My mind. My relentless curiosity.

I asked the weird questions. I explored the strange ideas. I believed all sorts of things that I have since learned were wrong, and my salvation was not any less real then than it is now.

People act like being wrong about a belief is the end of the world. It is not. When God sees fit to teach you something new, He is saying you are ready to learn, not that you were going to hell for what you believed in yesterday.

Anyway, back to my brain.

If you ever met me in person, you would really see it, trust me. I am aware of my personality and my strange curiosity now, mostly because the people around me hated it. They hated the questions. They hated that I challenged what I was told to believe. They hated that I refused to just go along.

But I am who I am, and I am finally comfortable with that.

Science Can Only Explain So Much

Science can explain neurons, trauma, and the wiring of the brain, but it cannot explain who I am at my core. It cannot explain my uniqueness. It cannot explain my past or who I have become despite it.

I had every rational and logical reason to turn from God, handed to me on a platter by mankind, and I did at one point. But what science can’t explain is the search and drive in all of us to seek out a higher power.

Who I am is what brought me to God. I went on a search to understand, a search that spanned my teens, and twenties. I used my mind and that innate drive to find the truth, and I found Him every time.

I went through phases where I tried to build my own versions of Christianity. I blended in witchcraft and the occult, but it was not the truth. I knew that. My mind knew that. So I walked away.

I blended doctrines. I took pieces of what churches taught and what others told me to believe, but none of it felt right. Again, my mind knew something wasn't right.

It connects dots in a way most people do not understand. I have been told that when I am discussing something, my face will go still for a moment, and then suddenly everything clicks, and it just comes pouring out of me.

My mind took me out of what I was told, what I felt and what I was lead to believe and right into the Bible, that is why I refused to claim any definition other then either Bible-based Christian or follower of Christ.

Cannot Be Explained Away

That cannot be explained away by mere science. I have a personality, a moral compass, a deep breed curiosity to understand, and a unique consciousness that all point to a Creator, a unique Creator.

No two humans are alike. No two think the same. No two act the same. That is diversity on a level we cannot fully comprehend.

Think about that. All of humanity is unique. Science can describe parts of it, but it cannot fully explain it. Only a Creator can.

The day He spoke to me, the day I felt Him shield my mind and pour His love into me, can never be explained away.

Not only did He die so I could live, but He also died so my abusers could live too.

Only God can renew a heart and mind in such a way that someone can say that, understand that, accept that, and be grateful that those people still have a chance to turn to Him and sit at His table.

Why I Believe

So this is my neurospicy ramble of why I believe. But I believe for a million other reasons too. This is just one of them, and what God led me to share.

He created our minds. 

He saved mine that day in a way no person ever could, and that alone is a marvelous reason to believe.

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