Why do I believe in Jesus our Lord?
Because he faithful, loving, and answers my prayers. Every one of them:
February 18, 2001
Finally a rest today in cold, cold England. Today I felt God was saying to me that he wants me to learn how to play guitar. I don't understand why. I hate guitars. They make my fingers hurt. I play keyboard just fine and I'm perfectly happy with it.
March 9, 2001
Today, after prayer in the Library concering my future, I was peeling paint off of the radiator, and tossed one very large piece away from me, but somehow I missed, and it ended up flying behind me - hitting the window and falling back into the radiator. When it filtered through it and finally landed, it made a sound quite unusual. It sounded like it landed on a piece of paper or something.
So I bent down to investigate, and indeed, the paint chip fell on a piece of paper. Right next to the paper was a cassette case and... a guitar pick.
June 12, 2001
Man, Brazil is hot. Rio alone will make a newcommer sleep all day because of the heat. While in my room alone, I heard God speak to my heart again... but this time it was not on my time in Brazil, or anyone I met, or a situation he wanted me to pray for. He just simply said, "Ryan I want you to learn how to play the guitar."
I objected. I know I shouldn't have, but ... well, I did. But a strange thing happened. Two weeks ago, a friend of mine happened to have a guitar. He offered me a chance to play it, I refused, but after his insistence I plucked at the strings. I realized then, as he told me later, that his guitar is a nylon string guitar - a Classical. It felt very comfortable. After that, I thought nothing of the encounter but now today, I'm reminded of it.
Well then. Hmmm. God, if you want me to learn how to play guitar, then I ask that you would prove this by giving me a nylon string guitar like my friend's. With a guitar case too. And while I'm at it, I might as well ask if it's ok that it would come with an electronic hook up as well. Thank you. If this isn't your will, then please help me to hear you better.
November 21st, 2001
I've been back in the United States for the past four months. Today was an incredible day. My new group of friends who I've been hanging out with for the past month or so have Tuesday night worship meetings. God has really helped me to get plugged-in ever since I returned from my long absence from home. Tonight, Tuesday, we had another meeting.
Nathan, a good friend of mine I met a few weeks after I returned in July, pulled me aside. Nathan, Nacho - as everyone calls him, is the leader for our little meetings. He said, "Ryan, I've really been praying about this for a month now,...and I really felt God is wanting me to give you my guitar. I don't know why, but I really feel you should have it." And with that he packed up his only guitar (of which he masterfully can play and which sound I love) set it in it's case, closed it, and shoved it over to me. "It's yours now."
It's a nylon string, classical guitar with built-amp and electric hook up. I can't believe it. Wow. God is faithful. I take this to mean that God wants me to learn how to play. Alrighty. Wow... I don't know what else to write. I reflect now on the events of the past, which I forgot about until this evening... and, wow. God is faithful.
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Souljah, my personal convictions are beyond doubt. I no longer "believe" - but I "know". Every day God answers my prayers. Every day God reveals his presence. Every day, though good times and bad, He proves His love over and over. For me to reject him now, would be to reject my life; as I see no other logical or rational alternative than to give myself to something far greater, far more perfect and "in charge" than anything I've ever experienced before.
I didn't start to experience these things though until I made the decision to give my life to Him. Period. It begins with us. God will never force us to 'believe' in him, though the evidence for his existence is as plain as the night sky. He will never get personal with you unless you want to. When you give him a chance... when you do... your life will be continually changed forever.