THE LAST WORD
A WORD TO THE UNBELIEVING
Over the years I have met with ones who do not believe in the existence of God much less in Jesus Christ as the Son of God. I have both known them in a very personal way and also met a few while I was witnessing in the streets of many cities while I lived in Shiloh. In both cases these people are uptight and cruel when the subject of God is brought out. The ones I know personally I love and care for very much. I have always walked very softly around them. They know a little of what I believe in but have never given me the opportunity to share with them my personal experience. They have never wanted to know that part of me. All they know is that I am a believer of Jesus Christ. They rather think me naïve and maybe a little bit too radical for their own taste. This surprises me because I have never walked around saying God this or God that. Well, not to them anyway. I just let them know that I am a Christian by going to church every Sunday and getting involved with the Church. I have hoped that my life tells them that I am a believer. They’ve never once asked me why I believe in Jesus Christ. This tells me one of two things one being that they really don’t care and the other that they’re afraid of what they’re going to hear. Maybe they think I’d start preaching to them for hours which I don’t think is the case because all of these ones can at any time stop it short. None of them are shy concerning speaking their thoughts. All of them have expressed their unbelief to me on many occasions by their snide remarks. I find it disheartening that they can swear and curse and drink and speak lewdly concerning sex and other things around me, but man oh man if I were to ever bring out the name of the Lord I get put in my place. Isn’t it something that they wouldn’t think to be the least bit considerate about of my thoughts and feelings? I don’t like all of this garbage talk but I know that it is in their comfort zone to speak this way when we get together for family functions. What a bummer it is to me to have this wonderful person living in me that expresses such joy and peace and I cannot even mention His name to those who say they love me. These people who happen to be in my family circle can be so judgmental of my beliefs. Oh they would love it if I could laugh at their dirty off handed jokes. If they would only know how much I have to share with them. How the Lord took me out of the deepest part of drugs and depression and renewed me with strength and character. I cannot understand their hatred of God. Some of them will justify it by saying “How could a good God create the world the way it is?” If they would give Him a chance they’d see that God didn’t create the world the way it is. He created a perfect world. It was man’s fall that made it this way. We have the choice the free will to choose what we want to believe in. I have seen good human qualities in all of them but the hardness is even more prevalent when the subject of God arises. The real sad thing about it is that their good “human qualities” run short as is the case of all of us. They can only love those who love them and when somebody does them wrong the forgiveness is not so easily seen or felt. There’s no real compassion for others in distress. It’s easy to give money or even time when you have money but it’s a void to fill the lonely part of a person that really can only be filled with Him. That void they’re trying to fill tells me how empty we all are without Him.
I have known people who have died and were buried that never believed in God and I think “Oh, my God!” How my heart breaks for that one. How could someone think that this life is all there is. Before I came to know the Lord I would think “Where was I before I came along? How could I exist now when I didn’t exist before? Did I exist before?” Then one day my eyes were opened up to me. God was there before time existed. He created me before the foundation of the world. He knew my time of birth and time of death. He knew that one day I would be where I am right now and where I’ll be tomorrow. Someday I will spend eternity with Him. What a glorious thing it is to know that the life I have with Him right now will be transformed into a better life hereafter. That life is more real than the life I now have. Yet even now I look at those ones who don’t believe and I say, “even if God didn’t exist I wouldn’t trade my life for yours.” There’s a peace within me that I wouldn’t trade for anything in this world and this peace tells me that He is real and He doest exist. All and all I pity those ones who can justify seeking their own rewards on this earth. They can have it all. I just want Jesus.
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