I am a relatively simple Christian, in the fashion that nearly any emotional experience can drive me to feel the presence of God. I consider it a nature sort of thing, where the sunset drives, flowing rivers, and intimidating mountains pressure my soul more than any book every written. I guess you could say, when enduring such experiences, I am forced to think back to the beginning of it all, and ask myself, how could this just all be a coincidence?
It is funny how I will read such a deep, physiological book or passage, and find statements ridiculous… over thinking, to be simple. I would enjoy comparing their theses to Mount Everest, even the family of birds nesting in the nook between the siding and my back porch door. I would challenge them to focus, not on the ideas in their coffee infested heads, but on the nature around them. Amazing how approaching my life’s purpose from this angle will automatically take me to a Higher Being.
Every detail is perfect… if the sun were one fraction of a step closer to Earth, we would be planet toaster sandwich, with flowing lava on the side to wash it down; one fraction of a step farther away, and ice would replace everything, including the flowing lava. So if the setting was created perfectly for humans, doesn’t it make sense that humans were created for something better than just existing? Sure, perfection doesn’t exactly define our planet, considering every human has pain; but remember, everyone was born with a soul, mind, and heart, and while one part may be stronger than another, I feel like each part serves a purpose in my walk to Heaven.
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