I believe in God. From the time I was old enough to be around people I was in the church. I was raised in a highly religious family and what I was taught the most was that there is a God and if you would only trust him all your needs would be supplied. There came a time in my life where this God that was so often and easily spoke of didn’t quite mean the same thing to me that it did to the elder members of my family.
At the age of two my father died. Even though that was really early in my life I have some vivid memories of him. I remember when I turned one and he sat me down to explain to me that there would be no more bottles. Yes he took my bottle away when I was one. At the age of six my mother died. This was extremely hard for me. I remember crying really hard at her funeral. At the age of 15 my only brother died, and on the anniversary of his death one year later my uncle, the man who raised me, died. I’m sure anybody would understand how this could shake me. I was only a teenager exposed to so much death and this wasn’t great grandparents, or distant family members this was people very close to me. I began to question if there really was a God, and if there was, what did he have against me. However I continued to go to church because I sang in the choir and music was my life, the only thing that kept me sane.
Well one day I was in church and things started to be clearer to me. Like a wave revelation hit me. God took those loved ones from me to let me know the only person I needed was him. He would make sure I had everything I needed. And all of my blessing began to also be clear. He gave me music to be my hope. The one thing that would keep me in the place (church) I needed to be to receive all he had for me. Although I had no parents I never had to be put into foster care. I never went without shelter or cloths, and being 125 pounds in the 2nd grade, would let you know I never ever went without a meal. See I was focused too much on my set backs not even realizing that they set ups for a come back. And when I came back I was stronger then ever. I will never again have to worry about my faith being swayed because I now have vision.
That is why I believe!
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