This is a wonderful description of how a skeptic with a questing heart and open mind came to find God. That Holy Spirit—she sneaks up on you sometimes.
Dedicated to my best mate. I promised to be quiet, not absent. I cannot get there but I never left you.
Sat by a riverbank, soaking in the sunshine, in June 2017 I posed a question it took me another 18 months to answer: IF God were real, what would it look like?
It triggered a process that lead me into faith one researched step at a time. I didn’t grow up in faith, my best friend had pushed open a door for me to want to seek God. Slowly and painfully I began to claw fingernail holds into what others seemed to skim over with blithe assurance. When I finally stood on the first ledge and admired the view, I realised I had gone around faith backwards to most.
Friends who grew up with a Christian faith take for granted their closeness to Jesus Christ. As a child he’s…
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