I was on Twitter recently, and as always, atheists poke fun at Christians. This doesn’t bother me. I stand up for what I believe in. I told an atheist I was almost an atheist, too. He replied, “This isn’t a club. Blah, blah, blah. #Silly.” I wrote back, “You don’t know what you’re talking about, and you don’t want to know.” He said he’s an ex-Southern Baptist. He obviously had deep hurts, maybe by God or by other Christians.
Now God doesn’t need anyone to defend him, but I’ll give you my testimony.
I was almost an atheist in high school, but I couldn’t definitively say, “There is no God” because I really didn’t know. I saw all the evil in the world and thought, How can God exist with all this evil? It really bothered me. I also met people that prayed, never got the answers they wanted, and wrote God off.
Now some people think Christians are ignorant people who believe in fairy tales. Please. I have Christian girlfriends who are doctors, lawyers, and businesswomen. They are far from stupid. Anyway, the reason I went to a Catholic university was to find out if God existed. I studied in Rome and visited Lourdes. Still, no God.
Then in 1985, I went to Durango, Colorado on vacation. I met a Christian couple on their honeymoon and they witnessed to me about the Lord. In the past, I thought Christians were weird, but this couple impressed me with their testimonies. When I got home, I found Power For Living in my mailbox. I read it, said the Sinner’s Prayer, and went about my business.
Not long thereafter, I was offered a job at Chrysler Corporation. At that time, Lee Iacocca had just saved the company from bankruptcy. As I drove home from the interview, I heard a still, small voice say, “Lydia, you don’t want this job.” I argued back and forth with the voice.
After that, all sorts of strange things happened to me. I received money in the mail. I went on trips. I got the best parking spaces. Everything went my way for the next two months. I mean, everything. God certainly got my attention. I didn’t know I had gotten saved. I only knew that…
- I understood Scripture for the first time.
- I realized God has a voice.
- I realized God had a purpose for my life.
I didn’t take the job with Chrysler Corporation. The next year I became a writer, and I’ve been writing ever since.
Bottom line: If you want to find God, you can’t be proud because God resists the proud and gives grace to the humble. So if you think you have all the answers, stop reading this. You’ll think it’s foolish; but if you want to find God with all your heart, then ask God to reveal himself to you.
Will you always get the prayers you want? Nope. I have a big I-don’t-understand-it file.
Will you be hurt by other Christians? Yep. Christ came for messed up people; but if you do find the Lord, and I hope you do, your life will never be the same.