Thank God, God is real!

Hello fellow Jesus lovers(:

I spent this past weekend in Atlanta, Georgia at a conference called Passion. If you don’t know what that is, you’re missing out. I walked into that weekend expecting my life to be changed, but not exactly sure what part of my heart God was going to work on. There for a little while, I didn’t even know if I was going to be able to go to the conference. It’s hard to cough up $350 dollars when you’re a poor college kid. But God through my lovely parents provided and I was blessed(: But boy was I in for a surprise when I showed up there. He didn’t choose one part of my heart, but the entire thing. This conference will be something I look back on for years into the future. I’m forever grateful He gave me the chance to come.

I wish I could explain all of the things that God relieved to me at Passion, but I’m still trying to figure it all out. I have a feeling I will be for a long time. But one of the main things He laid on my heart was my hypocrisy. I have thought all this time that people are absolutely stupid for not believing in God. I couldn’t even relate or talk to them. But after my first semester of college (God bless college…) I began to think of God in a completely different light. Then attending Passion just topped it all off. I walked in, and the first night I put myself in a complete terror. I saw 20,000 people worshiping Jesus, but I couldn’t for the life of me understand why. I knew why I believed in God, but why did all of these people? Honestly, God isn’t the most logical concept. With all these thoughts, I wasn’t even sure of my faith for a split second.

It wasn’t until 24 hours later when I fully understood everything. God isn’t logical. 2nd Corinthians tells us that faith is believing in what we don’t see. If God were logical, then there wouldn’t be 20,000 people worshiping, but nearly the whole world. God is above our own understandings. We worship the Most High. The One and Only. He created the universe and knows all the stars by name. Of course I can’t understand everything about Him as just a human being. When I began to realize all of this, the family dynamic came to mind as an analogy. We call God our Father, and we are His children. I don’t know about you, but when I was a child, my parents knew A LOT more than I did. If I’m being honest, they still do and I’m technically an adult now. But back to the point! The many times I did something dangerous and stupid as a child, my parents would get on to me possibly in the form of yelling or grounding, which back then seemed ridiculous, but looking back I’m thankful. Through that, they taught me how to live. They protected me. The cool thing is though, is that God can take protection to the complete next level. You see, He is all good. He causes no harm or evil. But He transforms our mistakes into lessons and sometimes our hardships into blessings. Isn’t that crazy? Like He not only loves us uncoditionally, but He transforms the situations we put ourselves in to make them turn into beauty(Romans 8:28). That is something to be thankful for.

Keep in mind that the God we love is not only our friend, but the most powerful and breathtaking person and concept that has ever and will ever exist, and we get to worship Him and talk with Him every single day for however long we want. Take advantage of that. Yes, reading your bible everyday will have to come from self discipline. It isn’t always “convinient”, but one day in eternity, we will all realize how so much of our everyday concerns weren’t even worth our worry. God is worth it though. He is worth our thoughts and our time.


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