The Light of God's Realness

God is real?

Amusing the variety of complication wrapped in life’s grip. With no definite understanding of clear direction, it seems favor eludes at times and questions roots low in the soil anxiety regarding God’s presence in your life. "Is he really there?" You may have asked.

Contrary to common belief, this question holds a profoundness, a depth hunger for wisdom. Once one has arrived in a region of life when God’s locality is question, however, not his existence, there has been an arrival of loveliness, a place of knowing, “God is real, but I must have lost his home address.”

Honestly, one could declare, “There is no God.” Although, an innate wisdom fashion into your make has observed evidence pointing to the contrary. The bible says, “The fool has said in his heart there is no God.” Why a fool? Because a fool “lacks judgment and prudence.“ Not a fool because he doesn’t see that God is real, but denounces an apparent realness of God in all he sees.

Some, three years ago I’d began reading a book, which I am unable to recall the title or the author (Thomas… something or other). The author was psychologist or psychiatrist, who’d written a book about motivation (or whatnots… but anyway). To paraphrase a part that proved pivotal to my life was this:

“I don’t know whether it can be called angels, God, or some other high power. But through my life there has been something associated with me, that is much wiser than I am.”

Although, this by some perspectives, isn‘t absolute truth, a truth is absolute in this notion. Even in the unbelief of God’s presence, with any human being, there is a notion, a knowing even, which clings to the human essence distributing a remarkable wisdom beyond the eye’s understanding, "There is a metaphysical force beyond the movement of this examining eye." This some may call, “the peace that passes all understanding.” Meaning, peace that makes no sense at all.

How do I know God is real? For the raging storm’s wind came and the billows rolled; however, regardless of the tempest it never quench this little light of mine.