How I found God

Updated: Jan 13

America is a nation of diverse origins and cultures. The country was raised on Judeo-Christian values, hence "In God we trust." But stated in our very first amendment, we find: “Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof”. Therefore, I write this in sole acknowledgment and respect of all other religions. I don't mean any ulterior intent with my approach to speaking on the relationship I have found with my God.

When I was younger, my parents would always take me to church. I also went to a Lutheran school for some time. I got baptized, went to bible lessons, but I was never truly invested. It's hard to remember what my thoughts were back then, but I certainly moved away from religion. With athletics (beginning to compete more heavily in BMX racing), I began to be away every weekend and miss church. My relationship to God quickly began to fade to the point I didn't even think about it that much. I began to enter a spiral of doubt as well. I mean after all, the concept of the divine, and God is quite momentous. I couldn’t believe in such a farfetched concept with no congruent proof or active relationship. I still acted on basic moral of what is perceived to be “good” in my life. Thinking the whole “religion thing” wasn’t necessary.

Drifting away from the belief and later going to a college for the arts certainly didn't bring me any closer to God. I always just assumed that there was a God somewhere in the background for moral sake, but in no way I had a faithful relationship. During the busy years of college, I was too caught up in my own projects that I didn't have any motive to devote time to Him. To be honest, I don't think I truly believed "He" was even real.

Funny enough, it wasn't until I became interested in politics that I had a newfound interest in Christianity. The founding fathers' loyal remarks to this Judeo-Christian morality sparked my curiosity. After reading a book that covered the history of Christianity, I began to question why I was not living that same faith. Did I find it too hard to believe? I mean heaven and hell, invisible angels… God Himself. Perhaps it was because I never devoted myself enough to the point where I could truly feel his presence. Maybe I always had some sort of wall up.

Realizing the truth behind the Holy Bible, I couldn't argue the books legitimacy. Learning about the history of Christianity helped me because it put a thought into my head that God might be real after all. I started reading the bible and searching for a way to connect and talk to Him. I found it hard to devote so much time toward a belief that kept me wondering if it was even real.

After a week or two of reading the bible and watching preachers, I still felt no real connection. I was hoping for just some kind of sign. And then one night, it finally happened. I'm truly a very skeptical person, but there's no doubt that this was God's way of talking to me.

Three things happened that night that were significantly less than coincidental. Sure, one could argue that it was just a coincidence because I was looking for it, but the difference is that I could feel it, too. There was a connection and not only that, but random good things also continued to happen afterward and still. So that's when I would say my faith truly began (though God has been working in my life since the beginning), and I have begun to enjoy life so much more. It is hard to stay devoted every day, and I am constantly trying to work on things, but living, now knowing He is there is more than I could ever ask.