Why I Believe in God



I am not here to convince you to believe in God or to convert you to Christianity. My purpose in this world is to love you–where you are, as you are. I am not better than you because God is my Lord and Jesus is my savior. We’re just different and that is a beautiful thing. We can still be friends. 🙂

There is no easy answer to “Why do you believe in God?” but I’ll give it a whirl. Note this is a blog space, not a biography or a memoir where I can spend pages unpacking my testimony and thoughts; what follows here is the blog-abridged answer to a deep, multi-faceted question. 

Also, in response to a recent (good) observation, I refer to God in the male pronoun “him” because that is how I best connect with God. I make no assumptions about God’s gender or background. God is existential and incomprehensible; He’s probably non-gendered with an unidentifiable spiritual ethnicity of which there are no human words to apply. The spiritual realm is its own world. For me, on this side of Heaven, God as “he” is the best and closest way I can wrap myself around God.

Let God be whatever gender or form you need God to be so you can connect, if you want, okay?


I believe because I exist. God created me. If He didn’t, who or what did?  The universe? Science? Who made the universe? Who created and orchestrates science?

The Bible says I was knit together in my mother’s womb. It says I was fearfully and wonderfully made (Psalm 139: 13).  This means I have purpose; God made me specifically and lovingly and with reverence. This means I am valuable even when people say or make me feel as though I am not.

I believe because He saves me from myself.

There is no reason I should be alive given how I’ve starved my body nearly to death. There is no reason I should be happily married given how I was unfaithful in my marriage. There is no reason I should have the close friendships I have given how I’ve taken them for granted.

Yet, here I am. Alive. Happily married. Supported. It has nothing to do with me and everything to do with God, who has unfettered, unconditional love, grace, and mercy.

Ephesians 2: 8-9 says: “For it is by grace you have been saved, through faith–and this is not from yourselves–it is a gift of God not by works so no one can boast.”

This is not to say that those who’ve suffered in similar ways with different outcomes or those who have suffered deeply in other circumstances or who are suffering now are not loved by God and/or are not given grace and mercy. It doesn’t even mean that they don’t have faith. This just means these are the miracles God has chosen for me. God restores and rebuilds every life differently, holding our hands through loss and suffering.


I believe because God is pure love

There is no other good news anywhere else in the img_20150420_085125world of a god who loved his people so much that he sent himself down from the heavens as a humble, dependent baby so that he could grow up to offer himself as the ultimate sacrifice for the human race’s f-ups. Father God, the Christian God who sent his son Jesus (God in human form) is the only God of all the universe who did that. Jesus is the reason I can mess up over and over again in my natural humanness and be 100% forgiven, be made new, and still fulfill my purpose in this life.

Please note, I don’t mess up on purpose, using my faith as a free-pass to do whatever I want. That hurts people and it hurts me. I mess up because I am human, so at times I am selfish and greedy; I get mad and pout; I get arrogant and prideful; I get tempted by things that aren’t good for me.

BUT (no other spiritual/religious affiliation in the world offers this big ol’ “BUT”)

Jesus says that no matter how sick, tired, broken, abusive, angry, selfish, greedy, etc. I get, I can try again. I am not worthless no matter how useless I may seem and or how many times I screw up the plan. Not only that, He works on my heart and life to change them so I can be better. Why? Because God loves me.

In Romans 8: 38-39, Paul says: “I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation will be able to separate us from the love of God that is Christ Jesus our Lord.” This is really good news, you guys. I can’t help but believe this because it gives me hope that when people turn away from me, or worse, I turn away from God, I am not separated from Love.

Why do I believe in God? I don’t believe in God; I know God and believe him. If God didn’t exist, I’d have nothing to live for. My origin would be mysterious and purposeless. My sufferings would be pointless. My bad decisions would destroy my life. My growth in character and wisdom would mean nothing.

Peace and love, friends.



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