Seeking Truth

It was the most profoundly emotional night of my life. Every year at Easter, the memory of that night from years past comes to mind, and now, I would like to share it with you.

For months, I had been struggling in my personal walk of faith. After attending several years of Bible study, I had reached a crossroads. Many things about walking in faith had brought me to the place of questioning whether The Bible was indeed true and whether I could believe and accept it personally. Then, sitting in church on a Thursday night service before Good Friday, I could hardly sit still for the unrest in my soul. I was struggling with more questions than I had answers. I could no longer accept being a marginal, moderate Christian. “Lukewarm” had become very uncomfortable. If even one part of The Bible Story weren’t true, then none of it could be true. I needed proof. Lord, if You are real, I need to know!

The service was nearing the end when something began to happen for which I was totally unprepared. The lights in the sanctuary dimmed. One by one, different people from the congregation, young and elderly alike, walked forward and carried off every item in the church that identified it as being a place of worship. The beautiful large candelabra’s; the kneeling bench I had used many times in personal prayer; everything gone, taken away. The last thing being carried out was the large Bible from the altar.

People filed out of the sanctuary in complete silence, until I, alone, remained. Never before or since had God spoken so clearly to my heart, but, this is what I “heard”: Sherry, this is what life would be like without me. Nothingness! Is this what you want? You have to choose.

Sweet reader, while this incident occurred over twenty years ago, I confess to you, there is much I still do not understand about God. I have so much more to learn, but, without reservation, from that profound moment up and to this writing, I desire never to live one day without Him. In times of great loss and earthly sadness, it has been reassuring to know He is very real and present, and He cares intimately for me.

God cares intimately for you too.

On that night, The LORD asked me if I would choose Jesus. With tears and an overflowing heart, I said, yes! Living without Him is simply no life at all. What about you? Do you seek answers to the mysteries of the universe or will you seek The Designer of the universe Himself?

Speaking of answers, He is waiting for yours.