When I was in college I took a philosophy class that made me question my faith. Everything that I had just taken at face value, went out the window of that classroom. I would leave class everyday in tears because there was nothing I could say that could prove the existence of God. Faith was as good as an argument as a cracked pot trying to hold water. It came up short every time.
The Bible says that faith is a SUBSTANCE (of things hoped for) and it is EVIDENCE (of things not seen). Merriam-Webster defines substance as "essential nature" and evidence is defined as "something that furnishes proof." So, faith is not simply believing or some abstract thought. To those who have it, it's tangible...it's evidence or to be even clearer; it's proof.
So here's just a little of my proof:
1. I am from a single parent home. When my father worked late or left early, my grandparents took care of me and loved me as if I was their own.
2. I fell in love with my best friend. We've been married 10 years this past July.
3. The doctors told us that it was unlikely that we would ever have children of our own. I gave birth to William Aaron in 2006 and 5 years and 364 days later Connor James was born.
Do I think I could have convinced a classroom full of atheists and agnostics with a simple definition of faith? No, probably not. But for me, knowing the kind of life I could have had makes me realize the immense blessings of the one I do have. If it wasn't for God, where would I be? I know for sure there would not be a husband as kind and generous as Rob. And there most certainly would never have been an Aaron and a Connor. See, when the world told me no, faith said "hang on", and God said "yes, of course you can."
The craziness, the tears, and the laughter of this house is all the proof I need. Case closed.
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