I don’t understand how anyone could not believe in God. I had a conversation today with a couple of my
coworkers that broke my heart. One
stated that he was an atheist (and proud of it) and I immediately blurted out “I’m
Sorry”. And I am sorry. I can’t imagine living a life where you have
no hope. A life where you would be
alone. A life where when you die, it is
the end. What an awesome feeling to know
that I have hope in Jesus Christ. That
even though I don’t deserve it, God’s love is steadfast. How comforting it is to know that when I feel
outnumbered, or out of place or completely alone, Jesus is next to me with his
arm around me. And the best part of all
is the promise of eternity with him. To know that when I leave this world that
my Savior will be there to welcome me at the gates of Heaven with a big smile
and say “Welcome home, Amanda, we have been waiting for you!” This gives me
peace.
My other co-worker, whom I have grown close to in the last 2
and a half months, told me that she was on the fence about believing in
God. She had told me this same thing
last week when in passing I brought up prayer and she told me that she didn’t
believe in that sort of thing. She
proceeded to tell me today about being raised in a Christian home, attending church
regularly and about going to a Christian college. She told me how she felt
guilty because she doesn’t take her son to church and that she wants him to
have the opportunity to learn about God.
At the end of her story, she looked at me and said “I just don’t feel
it. I want to but, I don’t…” My heart broke for her in that moment. The sadness in her eyes almost brought me to
tears. I thought about our conversation
all afternoon as I worked. I thought
about it as I drove to pick up Daniel from daycare. I have thought about it all
evening. I know God has planted the seed
within her. I can’t begin to speculate on why she can’t feel “it” but what I do
know is that God desires her to feel “it” because that “it” is the Holy Spirit.
Lord, I know that I am an imperfect person. Please help me
to convey your love and your kindness in everything I do each and every
day. Let others see your light shine
through me. May my words be your words.
I pray for my sweet friend, Father, that you will touch her life and fill her
soul to the point that it is overflowing and she will feel “it” and KNOW that
it is you and know that it is your unconditional love. Thank you, Jesus, for
dying for my sins so that I will have everlasting life with you in Heaven. In
your precious name, Amen.
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