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The God Who Is There

I believe God is here. I believe he sees what you will see when you read this. I believe He is one God in three distinct Persons. He hears me, and loves me. God is not a concept at the top of an enterprise attempting to do something else; He is God.

The whole world does what it does by His design. We are breathing because He sustains us. Understand what you do if you disdain someone who "gets religion"; unless you are disputing her particular claims or sincerity, (legitimate in the abstract) the other alternative is that you are saying, "I live in a world where He isn't there." You don't want to end your life living in that world; that is one aspect of Hell. I doubt the earnest atheist realizes the extent of what he claims to desire. Frankly, I think most atheists are really anti-fideists; that is, they don't believe we should just take a leap in the dark, believing a fanciful story "just because." I say, "Fair enough." I may not be the guy to give you all the reasons you might want or need, but I've got reasons. I know for sure that I see goodness plain as the nose on your face. I often see the lack of it, too, but my point is, what I see is real; it's not a construct. Don't we know this, in the recesses of our hearts? We don't need proof for the goodness of sex, or ham sandwiches, or forests, even if there might be a right way and a wrong way to enjoy those things. Nor does it preclude a person from forgoing sex and ham sandwiches to live in the forest for the sake of God's Kingdom, but in either case, the point is made: Those things are good. Good as such.

Failure is chiefly a falling short in corresponding to reality, the offer of supernatural friendship. It is only a "Law" in the barest of senses. Every moment of life is an opportunity to acknowledge the real, or to create a false "reality" for oneself. Once more, the latter is as close to Hell as we can get on this side.

Goodness is personal. He is the God who is there.



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