My reality of God is my own testimony..a reality that noone can take from me..I know that God is real because he healed my daughter's cleft palate..when we were told that she would never speak correctly, without surgery, due to her cleft palate(a hole in the roof of her mouth where it did not fused together)we prayed and trusted that she would be healed..her speech therapist said that her speaking correctly, was slim to none, because she was already 4 yrs. old..we prayed and her speech was corrected in less than 6 months..then her plastic surgeon did an intense x-ray which showed that her cleft palate was healed..His report said that "barring a miracle from heaven, there is no explanation of why this condition has disappeared." I smoked 3 packs of cigarettes a day for over 10 years..I had severe health problems because of it..I wanted to quit, but could not..I prayed that I could stop..For three days I felt a washing over me..I cannot explain this in words...but on the third day, I was set free from smoking.. no desire, no need..my 3 sisters were totally amazed because out of all of us, I smoked the most...I have not had or desired a cigarette since,and it has been 20 years..Faith is unseen...and so is hope...these are only a couple of the miracles that I have seen in my life..and yet, they can be seen as something else...my mind, and control of it caused these things to come to pass...we can all have "miracles in our lives, things that have no truly worldly explanations". Someone can say that I created these things to come to pass, by my own power..
For me, to prove that there is a God, is to walk in Love..to cherish and respect those who have been broken..because of the sin of man, and the free will that a benevolent God has given us, many have been abused and broken...and broken by the ones who should have loved us the most..for me Jesus is the representative of what is good...He was broken, abused, and abandoned...Personally, I was abuse in every way as a child..and hated that life,yet I married someone who abused me and our children..In my own intellect I knew better, yet submitted to it...because I walked in my own understanding..free will was given to me..and I failed...not because I am a failure, but I come from a place of abuse..I can share my many experiences and miracles with God, but more importantly to me is to share what I believe He is...there is always a natural explanation to a miracle...But to love someone with the love that has been shown to us..A love that passes all understanding...a love that does not judge, that allows the person to be whom they want to be, that does not criticize, nor is haughty, prideful in what we want, a love that considers the welfare of the other person, not what we want, a love that is safe and secure, that believes the best in the other person and never loses hope, a love that respects the wishes and desires of the other person, and does not force their own motives, a love that is freeing, and truly liberating, a love that is strong and bears the other person up, a love that conquers all...a love that never lets go...it does not quench the spirit of the other person, nor seeks it's own way...this is a perfect love to me and the love of God...