WHY I BELIEVE IN GOD #4
I believe in God because something inside me cries out for Him. That ache inside that no one sees; no one says; no one dares. The reaching, growing, longing part of me that must believe.
I believe because my body and my soul yearn for something more.
Because to not believe is death of hope, deadness of soul. The end of me.
Because I crave God.
I want Him.
Because if I don’t believe I’ll waste my life filling this hole with every kind of good and it won’t work so I’ll reach for evil and that won’t work either and then I’ll die having missed the meaning.
I believe because He is mystery and I sometimes know moments of brightest clarity when the fog lifts and I see His face.
That’s why I believe in God.
I believe in God because of beauty and because children do and because He makes sense and because I must believe.