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paulo75
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I think that many people have their own reasons as to why they believe in God, and I'd like to share mine with the community.
When asked the question "Why do you believe in God", my answer is "Because I saw Him". Let me explain.
In March of 2004, my father-in-law was diagnosed with colon cancer. He was given 3 months to live, but he fought, and made it to over a year. On April 29th, 2005 he lost that battle (which was also 4 months before our wedding, but that's another story). It was the next day that I saw God.
My father-in-law was full of life. He was a short, stocky guy who always had a big smile on his face. During the last few weeks of his life, cancer caused him to physically be a shell of his former self. He was literally skin and bones, and the further the disease progressed, the less he looked like himself. And, while he tried, his smile was gone.
The night that he passed, he just looked "asleep". He died at home, so the family stayed the night at my mother-in-law's. The next morning, my wife woke me up with a grin on her face; that was the last thing I thought I would see that day. She asked me to follow her to her parents room, where her dad was.
I walked in, and I was floored by what I saw. My father-in-law was smiling. He looked like himself again. Happy. Peaceful. The cancer was gone, and I saw God.
I know that the atheists and agnostics reading this will talk about rigor mortis, and how it's all in my head. How they will diagnose me with being "delusional" during a time of great stress. A diagnoses that comes from thousands of miles away behind a keyboard owned by someone who wasn't even there to experience it firsthand. I did; but of course, according to them, I'm wrong.
The best analogy I can make is this:
BILL: I love this soup.
BOB: It's disgusting.
BILL: Have you tried it?
BOB: No, but I know it's disgusting.
BILL: How do you know if you've never tried it?
BOB: I don't have to try it; I just know.
There was a time when that would bother me, but no longer. I was there. I saw it. I felt God's presence. I've always been a believer, but that was all the "evidence" that I needed.
That's my story. So, why do you believe?
When asked the question "Why do you believe in God", my answer is "Because I saw Him". Let me explain.
In March of 2004, my father-in-law was diagnosed with colon cancer. He was given 3 months to live, but he fought, and made it to over a year. On April 29th, 2005 he lost that battle (which was also 4 months before our wedding, but that's another story). It was the next day that I saw God.
My father-in-law was full of life. He was a short, stocky guy who always had a big smile on his face. During the last few weeks of his life, cancer caused him to physically be a shell of his former self. He was literally skin and bones, and the further the disease progressed, the less he looked like himself. And, while he tried, his smile was gone.
The night that he passed, he just looked "asleep". He died at home, so the family stayed the night at my mother-in-law's. The next morning, my wife woke me up with a grin on her face; that was the last thing I thought I would see that day. She asked me to follow her to her parents room, where her dad was.
I walked in, and I was floored by what I saw. My father-in-law was smiling. He looked like himself again. Happy. Peaceful. The cancer was gone, and I saw God.
I know that the atheists and agnostics reading this will talk about rigor mortis, and how it's all in my head. How they will diagnose me with being "delusional" during a time of great stress. A diagnoses that comes from thousands of miles away behind a keyboard owned by someone who wasn't even there to experience it firsthand. I did; but of course, according to them, I'm wrong.
The best analogy I can make is this:
BILL: I love this soup.
BOB: It's disgusting.
BILL: Have you tried it?
BOB: No, but I know it's disgusting.
BILL: How do you know if you've never tried it?
BOB: I don't have to try it; I just know.
There was a time when that would bother me, but no longer. I was there. I saw it. I felt God's presence. I've always been a believer, but that was all the "evidence" that I needed.
That's my story. So, why do you believe?