A kiss would be all that is needed.

I seek God out, I strain to hear him. My intellect, my effort, my energy I dispense without restraint in knowing him and searching him out. I want to hear from Him! I want to know his heart, his thoughts!

And sometimes, like in my last post, he 'just' kisses me :)

Don't think I am so naive as to not see the potential for mockery and embarrassment in my analogy of God as a young girl, and me as a young boy...in adolescent love! :)

It is simply the picture that came into my head, to explain something that is beyond words.

What I mean to say, is that one solitary and real moment with God...explains what libraries and a life time of searching could not.

It would be a mistake to take that as me saying that searching, and learning are ineffective endeavours in the ends of knowing God. I am just saying that in comparison, actually meeting God heart to heart puts everything in its proper place. Namely, under his deep and unfathomable Love.

A kiss would be all that is needed.

Imagine a boy, in love with a girl.

Just friends on paper, they met a week ago. The boy over hears whispers of a conversation that to him suggest of the possibility that the girl might love him too. But he is restrained by doubt and insecurity. Did he hear right? Was his heart playing tricks on him?

Being of a sensitive and fragile heart, and inexperienced in the games and tricks of romance...he dare not act on his suspicions. But he longs to know the answer that stirs his heart most, is he loved back or not?

Of course soon he is totally consumed by curiosity and his insatiable need to know the truth! The boy analyzes and studies every aspect and minute detail of her interactions with him, and her conversations with others. The boy, to the casual observer engages in everyday and polite conversation with her family and friends. But in his mind he is dissecting and looking at every possible angle for clues as to whether she loves him or not. All his thoughts all day long, circle endlessly, wave after wave, back and forth...does she love me? Or not?

One day, fatigued, exasperated and disappointed his hope begins to wane. Doubt and insecurity waste no time in pushing themselves into his thoughts. Anger hisses out like water droplets on a hot pan, depression settles on him like a cloak of iron.

The boy without purpose stumbles down the street, not noticing the girl who has come up alongside him. She grabs his hand, but he is so numbed with disappointment that he hardly notices the warmth of her hand. She tugs on him on him gently, which feels unusually strong (likely due to his weakened state) and he turns to stare at her blankly. She kisses his cheek. It touches the corner of his lips, leaving him no doubt as to in what manner it was meant. He now knows he is loved.

It is even possible to have real Faith...without a proper reason?

There is a difference between a psychotic mans belief and a reasonable mans Faith.

The variety and distortion of beliefs in this world is seemingly limitless. People choose to believe and are convinced of all sorts of bogus and demonstrably false things. How do we distinguish between the reasonable and the false? I promise you that 'your feelings' are not sufficient measuring tools.

I ask this both to the believer and non-believer. Why do you believe what you believe? Are there good reasons? How sure are you that your beliefs are not absurd, contradictory or incoherent?

Again, it is even possible to have real Faith...without proper understanding of the reason? If you claim to know God and love him...then your reasons are at the very least that he has changed your life in a way that is impossible for you to have done yourself. If not. If there is no hint of a majestic, divine and miraculous change...could he not just a product of your imagination?

I believe God exist, and I believe God intends to CHANGE people into becoming who he made them to be. I believe he wants to perform miracles in our lives. I believe he wants to change other people lives through our hands.

If you don't know why you believe in God. I guess I just want you to sit with Him...and think about it. Because it IS something that demands to be shared. And can hardly be anything but the Focal point of all meaning and life.

If he is real to you. And if you are convinced.

another one goes to where?

I had to tell a man that he may not live to see the next day, he was compos mentis. He had by choice rejected all family and friends. He was rich in money, apathy and total indifference. His gifts, love, thoughts and concern were in service only to himself. There are many things worse than a painful death. When we replace Gods love for us, with self-love, we become our own god and sub-conciously live to turn others into our servants. All our gifts and love turn inward, and they wither and die.

Love is not a human construct, it is a gift from God. It is God. It was made to be given back and to be shared. Love ceases to be love when it is only for yourself.