Catching Idle Butterflies

It's right here!

I have found it!

Proof God exists!

It was there all along!

Now that I’ve seen Him, words can’t describe His beauty, His glory, so I will show Him to you:

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I know what you’re thinking. A box? I don’t see God there. How is it you can?

Simple. That’s where I looked for Him. I sought Him out with an open heart and open mind, and there He was, right in front of me my entire life. I just couldn’t see Him until I asked Him to reveal Himself to me. I didn’t ask for a specific thing to give me or show me, just a simple prayer asking He speak to me in whatever manner I would best receive Him.

Many of us ask for people to prove God exists, but we ask an impossible task. A human can’t describe that which is larger and greater than the entire universe. A man who lives no longer than 120 years has never enough words to describe the eternal. We are each given a small piece of God, a way to see and understand Him. Each piece is different, a piece of a puzzle too vast only God can see the entire picture. My piece is different from yours which is different from everyone else’s. Seeing my piece, that piece I understand, you would have no idea where it goes, how it fits in the grand scheme of things, just as I don’t understand yours.

If you want to know your piece of God, you have to sincerely ask for that wisdom, that vision, that understanding. No one else can do it for you.

I write this second entry for today for two reasons. One, I’m exhausted from the debate Mavis Moog and I have been having all day. There comes a point when discussions reach an end or an impasse. We are at an impasse. I don’t concede any of my points, but I must stop for now, lest I collapse, my spirit emptied of all energy.

The second reason is obvious in the subject I chose. No person can prove God. Only God can prove Himself. He will, but only if you let Him.

I will end with one thing. I have the deepest respect and love for Mavis Moog . We agree on many things, see the world, even certain religious practices the same way. I enjoyed this debate, and maybe someday we can do this again.

Just not today.