Two years ago, just to mention God, would have made me laugh. To believe in something you can’t see, give me a break! I did not understand God and, at the time, I did not want to. Now I believe in God and that he puts people in our lives for a reason. All of my friends today, have helped me accept Jesus as my savior. It all started with swimming. Little did I know of how much of an impact that it would make in my life.
I started making new friends, the kind that I probably wouldn’t have been friends with if we had nothing in common. One of my team members, Kaela-Mae, was the first to challenge my belief at the time. She kept pushing on the subject each day, and it made me so angry that she was trying to get me to believe the same as she did. But then, I started asking myself questions, “Where did all of the atoms and particles come from to make the big bang? How could my teachers lie to me about such a thing? It was scientific proof, wasn’t it?” My teachers were not lying to me; it was just something that they had to teach. For someone who hadn’t even stepped foot into a church before, it was a hardcore fact, or at least, that’s what I thought.
Months had gone by, and I still had no answers. I was getting really frustrated with everyone around me. Then, another fellow swimmer, gave me some novels to read. I thought to myself, “Why not, there just books, right?” Well yes they are just books, but the way I got so engaged in the story, it felt like it was real. The books were about a girl who gets sold to a Greek family. The son in the story tries to pry her of her faith, and then they fall in love. Basically, it was a soppy, girly book.
This book opened a whole new roll of questions. So I decided the only place where I would get my answers is at church. A friend, Alex, offered to take me and to help me in any way that she could. I took her up on that offer. I didn’t realize how empty my life had become. Church was the one place where I felt truly happy. Only being a member of that church for six months, I decided to get baptized.
My best friend had once told me that, “Seeing isn’t believing, but believing is seeing.” I now understand what she means by that. It all depends on your faith. A lot of my questions are going unanswered, and that is just something I am going to have to deal with. As friends go, I just can not accept that they were all in the right places at the right times, when I needed them the most. I believe that they were put into my life for a reason, to introduce me to Jesus Christ.
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