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Where's The Proof?

That’s what’s often holding many people back from believing. We want proof. Evidence. A sign that He’s real.

It’s natural for us to want proof. We are wired from a young age to back up our claims. Science class evolved around that (ha, see what I did there?). Our writing teachers failed our papers if we didn’t offer up any support to our theses. After all the lies that humanity tells, it’s only logical to ask for proof. We want to be sure—especially before dedicating our lives to something.

But, what is proof, exactly?

Once you get it, what makes you so sure that another piece of information doesn’t exist out there that will one day turn this “proof” into old news? After all, you don’t know what you don’t know, ya know?

For example, scientists once told us that the atom is the smallest form of life. Today, they take back what they said because they dissembled the atom and found yet even smaller life. Knowledge is constantly transforming because we learn new things every day.

Something might count as proof right now. But who knows what the future holds? Maybe it carries wisdom of something that will discount what we hold as proof in the present.

In theory, everything is a theory and we make certain ones our Truth until they are proven wrong and we replace them with new, updated theories. What it comes down to is what you believe in and what you count as proof to support it.

So, if we’re going to get really deep and weird—what’s the point in believing in anything if we have no clue about all the things out there that could turn today’s truth (notice the lowercase “t”) right on its head?

But for me? Hell yes I believe in God. My proof? Well, shit—everything! What isn’t proof?

Let’s take a step back from our crazy, chaotic lives. As adults, we get used to seeing life. We get used to the trees, the animals, all the wonders of our world—we get almost numb to the awesomeness of it all. Somewhere along the line we grow up or get hardened by life.

Many of us stop getting so amazed at just how freakin’ amazing this life is. We stop being in awe of something as simple as a seed. I remember when I was a kid and my mom explained to me how that big oak tree all came from a tiny seedling.

How? Oh, well, you just dig a whole in the ground, bury the seed, make sure to give it sunlight and water and time, and BOOM—one day you will have a beautiful oak tree to give a home to a cute little squirrel family and to give you shade while you read your book. I was in SHOCK. How incredible is that?! That seed just somehow knows what to do. Oh, and then that tree gives me air to breathe. Hmm, convenient. Almost like someone planned that.

Or what about space? We are just hangin’ out on this giant, spinning ball that rotates around another ball that remains burning for a super long time? And we are just close enough that we don’t erupt into flames and just far enough that life can not only exist, but flourish? Oh, cool. No big deal.

Also, chocolate. Need I say more?

“As you do not know the path of the wind, or how the body is formed in a mother’s womb, so you cannot understand the work of God, the Maker of all things.”- Ecclesiastes 11:5

Now, sure I think there’s science behind all this to put the unknown into a language we understand. But I also believe there’s so much more we don’t know—things we couldn’t even conceive of right now. Like, where do souls come from? And what are they made of? Who/what puts them there? Or what about thoughts? Are they given to us, or do we form them on our own? And how?

And once we have the answers, HOW DO WE REALLY KNOW?!

Sorry for the all caps. I’m not yelling at you—I’m just so excited about this stuff! Life is so damn cool. It’s truly beautiful when you take a moment and look at it. And I mean really look at it. That’s what gives me proof. Every little thing around me in each passing moment.

The proof is in the trees, the bluejay’s song, in New Orleans’ jazz, the deep blue sea, Sinatra on vinyl, an old bookstore, a Sunday afternoon thunderstorm. It’s in the whistling of rivers, the rush of desert winds, and Stevie Nicks’ love songs. It’s Josh Groban’s voice. My children. Chris Hemsworth’s face.

But more than anything—it’s in love. Love is just…the greatest. For me, it’s a verb and a noun, but also an actual object. It’s something I feel inside me—something that burns and aches and shines all at the same time. That isn’t something we can make in a science lab or with a computer. It’s something beyond that. The ability to love is what makes me believe that something out there wants to give us a chance. And love is what Jesus promotes above anything else:

“And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love." - 1 Corinthians 13:13

And you shall love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind and with all your strength.’ The second is this: You shall love your neighbor as yourself.’ There is no other commandment greater than these.”- Mark 12:30-31

“Anyone who does not love does not know God, because God is love.” - John 4:8

“Let love be genuine. Abhor what is evil; hold fast to what is good.” - Romans 12:9

Personally, I don’t think Christianity is about being right beyond a reasonable doubt. Rather than prove itself to us, it just wants to be there and let us decide whether we choose to have faith in it.

“Now faith is confidence in what we hope for and assurance about what we do not see.” - Hebrews 11:1

"By faith we understand that the universe was created by the word of God, so that what is seen was not made out of things that are visible." - Hebrews 11:3

“Faith comes by hearing.” -Romans 10:17

I used to want proof. And then I read the New Testament and realized what I actually needed. I needed to believe in something. I needed to believe that there’s divine reason behind all of this. I needed to believe that things will work out—that my prayers are heard. All of this gave me hope. And whatever went wrong with a little bit of hope?

Then I thought, well, what could you do with a lot of hope?

So I dove in. I accepted all of it—the Bible, the stories, the promises. I pray as much as I can remember to, and then I aim to do it more. I talk to Him on bad days. I thank Him for all the green lights. And then I thank Him for the red ones which remind me to stop and take a look around once in awhile. I accepted all of it, because what did I have to lose? So, I chose to believe.

I believe there are things I do not know and probably never will. I believe there are divine answers behind them. And I believe that these answers are good.

Oh man, I’m rambling like a mofo. But I can’t stop. I can’t stop being amazed by Him. After choosing to follow Him, I’ve felt lighter. I can give all my anxieties and worries and stress over to Him. I can say, “Okay Lauren, it’s time to give it all to God.” Give away my burdens, donate my prayers, offer my services.

I can let go of my desire for understanding.

“Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. 7 And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.” -Philippians 4:6-7

I can choose to believe and trust that all will be well. If not in this life, then in the next. What a weightless way to live!

I look around me and I hear His words and I choose to believe in them. I choose Him and I choose love—which are really just one and the same.

“Anyone who does not love does not know God, because God is love.” -John 4:8

Once I opened my eyes and my guarded heart to Him, I couldn’t stop seeing Him everywhere I looked. When you begin to look for the Light, you will find it and you won’t wanna look away.

“When Jesus spoke again to the people he said, “I am the light of the world. Whoever follows me will never walk in darkness, but will have the light of life.” -John 8:12

I realize there are holes and gaps and things that don’t match up with man’s history and science books. But I believe there’s a reason we do not (and might not ever) know. I believe in Him because I can look those uncertainties and questions right in the face and say, “I have faith in something wildly awesome, something I can’t tame or slow down. I have faith in happily-ever-after’s. I have faith that there is a plan behind all this and that one day the Light will win.”

So, whatever you choose to believe is up to you. You shouldn’t be pushed or swayed or judged. But I think discussion is healthy, so why not talk about Him?

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