Although my wife says I’m perfect, I’ll admit it, I have a lot of flaws. For example, I talk too much. That probably means I annoy some people. It also means that I don’t have many secrets. Well, here’s one:
I think believing in God is kinda crazy.
I’ve spent most of my Sunday mornings at church. I paid attention “most” of the time. I go to a dynamic church here in the DC area. It has helped transform my life and my marriage. I pray a few times a day. Occasionally, I even pray for things other than the Washington Nationals. I try to read the Bible each morning. However, I often fail and the snooze button gets the best of me. My days sometimes end in disappointment because I desperately want to live a bold and passionate life like Jesus lived, but the stresses of life consume me. Plus, I waste too much time looking at Facebook. And Instagram. And Twitter. And sports websites. And pop culture blogs. Meanwhile, the things that I know matter most, the things that I desperately want to pursue, are pushed off until “tomorrow.”
In short, faith has always been a challenge for me. Outside of sporting events and Sarah McLachlan pet adoption commercials, I’m not a very emotional person. I conduct a calculated cost-benefit analysis before making life decisions. I don’t take dramatic leaps of faith or do risky stuff. My wife doesn’t like watching movies with me because I point out all the plot holes or stupid things that make no sense. Meanwhile, she just wants to admire Ryan Gosling’s incredible “acting skills” in peace and quiet. I’m also a lawyer. I love facts, evidence, and reason. None of those things mesh easily with a belief in an infallible God who has always been, and forever will be, chillin’ somewhere in a palace made of gold. When I pray, I sometimes wonder why I’m sitting around talking to myself.
Despite the doubts, the struggles, the tragedies, and the endless questions, I still believe. Here’s why:
1. One of the greatest rock bands told me to “Don’t Stop Believin’.” I don’t know about you, but I do what Journey says.
2. I have traveled to 30+ countries, met my ultimate celebrity crush, hung out with a President, married a great lady, get to kick it with the best BFF EVER, have attended some awesome concerts and sporting events, work across the street from a froyo joint, and own a “few” pairs of fun pants. However, the only times I’ve felt that I’m truly living life the way it was meant to be lived is when I’m following the two rules Jesus said are the most important: Love God and love others.
3. Why do I believe in God? Because these things exist:
4. I know that I’m in good company. Whether it was a Bible dude building a big boat or a modern hero of the faith like Martin Luther King, we’ve all had our doubts and we’ve all made mistakes. My struggles are nothing new.
5. Finally, I refuse to believe that my life is the result of random chance. I refuse to believe in a world without purpose. I refuse to believe in a world without redemption. Yep, really bad stuff can happen that shakes those ideals, like today’s tragic DC shooting, but I still believe there is a God who made us and loves us. I wish I had some impressive theological explanation about why God allows bad stuff to happen. I don’t. All I know is that God has given us a priceless freedom. We can use that freedom to do incredibly beautiful things. Sadly, some will use it to do unspeakably evil things too.
So those are the five reasons I believe in God. That might make me kind of crazy. However, that’s nothing new.