I grew up in an agnostic intellectual home where there was much music, literature and great conversations on politics, history, philosophy, etc. I studied Hinduism, Buddhism, Islam, and delved into psychology and philosophy. None of these provided the unconditional love i was seeking. I married a professor and we were divorced after 15 years. I then married a man who became abusive. During this time I had a great friend who told me about Christianity. It didn't seem real to me. It seemed like a fairy tale. Since it was not man's logic, I dismissed it as being intellectually inferior to me. Then when my marriage became intolerable, I felt horribly trapped. I did not want another divorce but I had no more answers to my dilemma. I had come to the end of myself. I remember the day i feel sobbing on my bed and cried out to God. That name seemed so foreign to me but I had nowhere else to turn. All of a sudden, heat rushed from my neck to my toes. It felt as if a hand had touched my back and said everything was going to be ok. I opened my eyes and the sun streamed into the window. It had been out all day because there wasn't a cloud in thr sky but i hadn't noticed it. For the first time in years, i could take a deep breath. i sat up and at first said, "no, this can't be happening. I only know what i can see." Then the sentence that came into my mind was "Come to me and i will give you rest." I instatnly fell on my knees, laughing and crying. I remember saying "you're real! You're not just a theology." Then everything I had ever done wrong gushedout of my mouth. I felt exactly like Scrooge was depicted in "A Christmas Carol" when he awoke from his dreams. "Giddy as a schoolboy". I had been given a second chance. My life changed from that day on. I had gone from an arrogant agnostic to a confirmed believer in minutes! He is real, my friends. Do not stop seeking because he is waiting for you. If He came to me, he can come to anybody.
