From the time I was born, my mom and dad taught me to believe that God existed. We prayed to God. We read stories about God from the Bible. We went to church and sang songs to God. I was taught that God made the world and everything in it…including me! Mimi and I taught the same things to your daddies when they were your age.
It wasn’t until I started going to school and spending time away from my home and church, that I learned there were people who didn’t believe in God. I can remember how surprised I was. I couldn’t imagine a world without God. And I still can’t.
I have spent my whole life trying to help people understand who God is. I hope we get to talk about God together someday, when you are a little older. There’s so much I would like to say to you. Until then, here are a few things about believing in God:
I can’t see God. I never have. But when I look around at all the things in the world…the mountains and oceans and stars and crazy-cute babies that are born (just like you), I have more than enough reasons to believe God exists.
God is not a person like you and me. God doesn’t have hands and feet. God isn’t a man. Or a woman. Even though the Bible (we’ll talk about the Bible later) refers to God as “He”, God didn’t grow up as a boy. In fact, God never grew up at all, because He has always been here. Before anything existed, there was only God. God has no limits. He is everywhere. All the time.
God sees everything that is happening. God knows everything we are thinking. God hears everything we say. That’s why we can talk to him. That’s what prayer is. (We’ll talk about prayer some time soon, also.)
In spite of all the things I know about God, believing is still a mystery to me. There are still so many things I don’t know. Because God is mysterious, people make up a lot of their own beliefs. So believing in God is something I have always taken seriously, making sure that what I believe is as true and right as it can possibly be.
You three are already little swimmers. I love watching you in the pool. When you are in the shallow end, standing on the stairs, right next to me, you feel really safe and confident. It’s only when you get out in the deep end that it gets a little scary and you have to trust that you have practiced, that you know your swimming skills, and if you breathe right and move your arms and legs right, and don’t panic…everything will be okay, even though you can’t really see or touch the bottom.
Believing in God is a lot like getting out into the deep end.
Be wise, Grasshoppers.