Where It All Began

“Through him all things were made; without him nothing was made that has been made.”

John 1:3

I’m not the kind of person that’s content with following tradition, without asking a lot of questions. I’m very inquisitive and that’s not always welcomed in terms of religion. Some view “posing questions” as presenting doubt in the Creator. You can easily rustle feathers asking the hard questions; but, I still needed answers, so I did a little digging.

I explored the “Evolution Theory,” I studied in Biology that basically states that all life evolved from earlier forms of life on earth, including humans, which centers around the most controversial topics of man evolved from apes. No, I wasn’t buying into that, so I kept digging. I read all kinds of history publications, watched numerous documentaries, studied other religious beliefs and ventured way off to some other controversial topics that left my head spinning. I was more confused than when I first started out. What set out as an innocent exploration of understanding turned into a plethora of more unanswered questions.

Obviously, I’m not a biblical scholar, so I didn’t have the foundation that I needed, but I wanted to stand confident in my own beliefs. The more I read, the more shame started to swell in my throat like a lump of coal. I was traveling way outside of my jurisdiction. I started to question if my “digging” was treading on a borderline of sin? I felt so convicted by my questions that I took a short sabbatical from church. I didn’t feel right worshiping on Sunday mornings with so many unanswered questions.

One evening, I sat frustrated on the couch, surrounded by books, different translations of Bibles & a notebook full of unexplained notes. I was completely lost, so I did what my ancestral roots had taught me to do—I prayed. I prayed so long & hard that I was wailing with every deep emotion overpowering me. I cried until I feel asleep. 

In my dreams, I started to see these weird portals that spooked me. I begin to see a person preaching without a head. I was terrified but I couldn’t wake up. God began to speak to me but I couldn’t see his face. I kept looking for his face, but all I heard was his voice. To make a long story short, he gave me simple instructions. He said, “Stop seeking to comprehend the complexity of me with your mind & start seeking me with your heart.”

When I woke up, I grabbed my bible & read the word. It was in my heart. I felt every word to be true. I knew without a shadow of doubt that God was my higher power & that was more than enough for me. I stopped digging in history books & publications; but I started digging into his word.

Just how did God create the earth? This is an ongoing never-ending debate. Some say that there was a sudden explosion and the universe appeared. Others say God started the process and the universe evolved over billions of years. Almost every ancient religion has its own story to explain how the earth came to be. And almost every scientist has an opinion on the origin of the universe. But only the Bible shows one supreme God creating the earth out of his great love and giving all people a special place in it. We will never know all the answers to how God created the earth, but the Bible tells us that God did create it. That fact alone gives worth and dignity to all people, (including me). (Life Application Study Bible-NLT)

So I stopped looking in the natural & start yielding to the supernatural Supreme-Being that dwelled on the inside of me. This life-defining moment started an indescribable journey that lead to the beginning of a supernatural “faith walk.”