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does god really exist? [Spirituality & Religion]

i notice that people have a lot of experience about spirits so they may exist but no one has experience of god
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Here is my testimony I promised:

HOW I FOUND JESUS

I was so lost in the 70’s. I just never understood life back then, being so young. I made such stupid, horrible mistakes. Because of that, I found myself dying in my bedroom, in my mobile home, about 11:30 at night. I knew I'd be dead by morning, and when you're to that point, that is a very sobering thought! Think about it. All of a sudden you are going into eternity, and you're not sure exactly where you will end up. That's not a good place to be at that point in time, when you can pass at any moment, and not sure if you’ll go to heaven, because when you go into eternity, there's no coming back and changing your mind!

So here I was, where I put my own self. I had tried my best to find God for years, but just could not grasp it or understand it. I said, “God, please help me find you, I don't know how!!” I went on down the road, wanting to do everything my way. I even went to church and walked down that aisle a few times, to accept the Lord as my personal Savior. Guess what happened. Nothing!!! My life didn't change one bit. I’ll tell you why, in a minute.

I kept doing everything I wanted to do. I finally figured out why I could not find God, but that didn’t happen until the Lord so graciously put me in a place where I had no other alternative but to look up, for rescue. A quiet place, where I could do nothing but listen, as I sought answers.

Here I wanted to accept the Lord, yet still live the way “I” wanted to, and not the way He wanted me to. I found out in the end, when I got honest about it, that my selfishness and ignoring the Lord, was the reason I could not find him or feel his spirit. More importantly, because God didn’t want half my heart...He wanted my whole heart. When you love someone, you give them your whole heart, right? That's the way it supposed to be, anyway. They don't want half your heart. When you give them your whole heart, that tells them where your heart truly IS.

So with my last breath, before I lay down to die, I said “Lord, I’ll be dead soon, and I just now realize that I don't have any idea of where I will end up for sure. I do know I want to be in heaven with you, but I don't deserve it. I ask you to please forgive me of all my sins, and let me be in heaven with you when I die. I don't know if you can even hear me, but that's what I'm asking for. Please forgive me for wasting this precious life you gave me, so willingly and lovingly. Please let me make it up to you, for those years that I wasted. If you will let me live, I promise to make it up to you and tell everyone I know about you, and your great love for them. Thank you Jesus for all you are, and for all you have done by dying on the cross for my sins, so that I might live in heaven. I love you Lord, and I will prove it to you, if you’ll give me a chance. Amen.”

To my uttermost shock in the whole world, I woke up alive the next morning. The sunshine beaming from my bedroom window onto my face, is what woke me up. I was so grateful and thankful and shocked to be alive, I could not believe it. This God of the whole universe heard my prayer, of all people. He really did hear me, and I just could not believe it. Not only did he hear my prayer, he healed me instantly, and I was so happy and joyful, with tears rolling down my cheeks, I jumped up in the bed and ripped the curtains apart to look outside, and what I saw, I have never seen again. Because I was made new in Christ, everything looked new and different, and “I” was different! I had never in my life, seen colors like this!!...so much deeper, brilliant, and bright! Not only that, the best part was, I had the greatest peace and joy in the whole world . A peace the Bible says passes all understanding. I thanked God so much that day and cried and praised him for letting me live.

I still feel that joy and peace, in the presence of the Holy Spirit that God put in me that day. That is what we all get, the Holy Spirit, the second we say "I do believe" to Jesus, and invite Him to come into our heart and lives...the very second we ask him to forgive us of our sins, and turn from them, and begin to live for him. I have kept my promise to the Lord, since I met him that day, on July 23rd, 1973, and have told everyone that I know about Jesus, but have not tried to push my beliefs on anyone. I just share what I know about him. I would not trade him for all the riches and gold in the entire world. I found out that the key to salvation is total commitment. Not half our heart. I do not worship him out of fear, or because I have to. I serve Him out of total love for what he has done for me and for giving me a second chance at life. When he died in my place, to cover my sins with his precious blood, He gave his very best for me. How could I give Him less?