Eternity and Beyond – Part III
The sun just went behind a cloud as I contemplate eternity and the things of God. Over past days I have accumulated information that should be more than enough to make a decision, but yet there is something missing. Since I began my search for the ultimate truth, it’s been like a war of good and evil raging inside my head. A voice gnaws at my soul, constantly whispering that my discoveries are false. That I have acquired tales from long ago that just as easily could rate up there with today’s science fiction or fantasy stories. I now face a constant barrage of empty reasons and false persuasions of why I should not continue.
Day turns into night and the sun is replaced by what seems like a million stars on a black background. I imagine the face of God among the glimmers of light and what can only be described as desperation call out, “What do you want from me?” Anyone passing would have thought me mad and over the past few days I fear that they may have been right. For I am just a man trying to understand the mind and ways of God.
Reluctantly, I form another question, “How can I be sure that Christianity is truth?” I don’t know what I expected, but suddenly an answer popped into my head. To say I was stunned would be an understatement. I could not turn my eyes away from a face that now seemed more real than what could be conjured by my imagination. I could try and come up with an explanation, but the one thing I could not mistake is that I now held the final piece of the puzzle.
The piece of the puzzle that I required was, no, not a miracle, but something in it’s small and everyday sort of way proof that what I had discovered was indeed the truth. I was stunned because the answer was hidden in what I had witnessed countless times, but only now possess the ability to recognize it for what it truly is. I remember this angelic conflict that is going on in the background along with what Satan is trying to accomplish and suddenly things of this earth begin to make sense. Simple observation is all that is required.
Why is every religion on the planet protected from ridicule except for one? Where can you go on the entire planet that an effort is not in place to erased it from everyday life? What holds the distinct position for many in the world to spit upon it at their leisure and rejoice at having done so? Why are those that follow Him the most scorned among the earth? And the most important observation is why is the patriarch of peace, love and sacrifice so hated that many make it their mission to corrupt and dismiss His existence with lies?
I need no more proof, for what I must do is as clear as an azure sky on an October day. I accept Christ and the gift of salvation so that I may one day walk into eternity by way of the first path. Yesterday is gone and my heart has been given a home. Today, I gaze into the sky as the sun moves from behind a cloud. All I can think of is what a nice day to begin again.