(A Continuation from The Jigsaw Puzzle: Part I - Prelude)
The gift of God finally came to me. God sent a girl into my life. A young, intelligent, pretty looking girl. Being an ethical blogger, I believe that at this point, rather than to continue and build up a climax but end it with disappointment, I should be honest to tell you folks that this story doesn't develop into a sweet love story. haha!
She seemed like God to me. I do not mean that she had the power to perform miracles. Nor was it that she had the authority like God to rule anybody (well I hope she doesn't try to rule anybody! :P). She seemed like God to me in the sense that the relationship between me and her almost mirrored the relationship that I had with God at the time. I always knew of this girl's existence through my network of friends during my high school years, however throughout these years, I only knew of her existence and nothing more than that she is just some friend's friend. It was after hearing the name for several years, that I finally actually get to know who she really is when I met her in person. Just like God, I always knew His existence, but I have never actually had the opportunity to well and truly know God Himself personally.
Being introduced to this wonderful young lady was like my first handshake with God. She began just like my other friends who asked whether I was a Christian. However hearing my "model" answer, she didn't give that usual shrug, nod, or "oh" that I was used to seeing; she actually bothered looking into this 'problem' that I had, offering to find a way to help me find that answer that I always have been procrastinating about. God finally wanted me to know. He offered me the opportunity to walk the journey to see what it takes to be a Christian.
One of the first problems that was brought to attention was to obtain some form of human justification of all those stories that I have heard back in Sunday School. All the stories that I have heard, such as Jesus feeding thousands of people with a few fish and a couple loaves of bread, Jesus walking on water, Jesus dying on the cross and coming back to life were snippets of stories that always stayed in my mind. But after so many years of learning science, I have begun to develop questions of how all this can be scientifically justified? Then the next question was, how do we know all this is true? Is all this historically accountable? Was there really this guy who actually did all of this?
I guess I have a simple mind. Naive may be a term that one may use. But I do thank God for not clouding my mind with too many things to consider. I only wanted a logical answer. I didn't give those who wanted to help me discover a hard time by making them show me evidence to support what they have said. One may say that sounds too risky to believe in anything you hear in such a dangerous world today, all those cults out there trying the best they could to control your life, but I wasn't really worried about that. I have developed many reasons justifying that it wasn't worth the worrying. Firstly, I didn't get answers from any organised bodies, but merely my friends, so if they wanted to cheat me, they had a million other ways of cheating me into doing something rather than to use God's name! Secondly, questions that were answered came from totally unrelated friends. Most importantly, they all pointed towards the same answer! Thirdly, I wasn't conned into doing anything. I wasn't being forced. I ask a friend a question, I get an answer, then we both get on with life. No obligation. Most importantly, I initiated the conversation, so if there was any conning involved, I would have been the first one to con myself into all this!
Basically, I took up the view that I'll accept any logical answer until proven wrong or false; unlike those who starts off taking everything as false and requiring all evidence to convince them that it is true. I just believed that my Christian friends had no reason to lie, so why would they keep me from the truth?
Most of my answers were cleared by now. God has built the foundation in me. It was time to begin the visible constructions ...
-- To Be Continued --