Most people don’t understand my faith. Some people will argue with me about how the miracles in the Old Testament were fathomably possible. Some don’t understand why a large group of people would subject themselves to an arbitrary set of rules and boundaries while at the same time justifying the alienation of the rest of the human population. Then there are my fellow believers who might deny the need for a strong foundation in God’s Word or others who don’t identify with my deep desire for humility and service. But whatever it is, I still believe in God and though I don’t understand everything, I still know Jesus is King.
To be honest, I think a lot of people are right. The Church, as defined at the group of people who consider themselves followers of Christ, seems to have a lot to say about what’s right and what’s wrong, but in turn, it seems like they have very little to do with what’s being done right to help what’s wrong. And then on top of that, there are a couple hundred different denominations, further separated by race and language. So in short, it seems the Church is both self-serving and divided. Then why do rational people like me still choose to believe in God, especially the single omnipotent and benevolent Jesus Christ?
Personally, I don’t believe in God because life always makes sense for me. Life barely makes sense to me on a good day and unfair things trip me up on a regular basis. But I still believe in Him. And all those miraculous things that happened in the Old or New Testament may or may not make perfect sense to me, but I still think He’s real. I believe if God is large enough to measure out the depths of the Pacific and Atlantic Oceans in the palm of His hand, then he’s large enough to know how to send a mighty wind to part the waters of the Red Sea. And if He’s wise enough to craft the diversities wildlife from the treasuries of His colorful imagination, then He’s wise enough to understand the chemistry that brings people healing.
And yes, there are a lot of bad things that happen even though God is all-good and all-knowing. But that’s not a sign that he’s non-existent or unfaithful. It’s confirmation of His warning of the existence of the enemy. The good things in life—like doctors, hospitals, family, and friends that makes us laugh, even food—are not norms of this world we live in, but I believe they are the privileges of having God’s love and the evidence that He is real and He cares.
Call me irrational; call me radical; call me crazy, but I can’t help it—I believe Him and I believe He loves. Though I do think a lot of American churches could stand to be better models of Jesus’s love in deed, my dear church, I believe we could stand to be more forgiving of sin and less critical of the world. I especially believe we could do more contribute to the issues of our communities and to the injustices of our society. I think we should put ourselves out there more instead of becoming so exclusive. But dear world, I think you should give us a chance. Not every church is the same and not one of them is perfect, but I believe if you try, you can find one that’s perfect for you. We are only human after all, but we do a lot more to help than I think you realize.
As for me, people will probably continue to misunderstand my faith and I will never manage to follow God’s guidelines to a T, but I’m willing to give it a try. Because somehow, the more I follow Him, the more He shows me how much He cares for me and for the people in this world. Also, I think God has given me something special to contribute to this world, even if it’s small. I’ll start with a smile.