If the grass I lay on and the sky I lay
under were handcrafted by God, then how much more am I to Him?
If life was merely carbon, degrees,
marriage, and searching, then I’m already three for four.
If I’m told that everything filmed on
Planet Earth just came to be without design, then I postulate that I’m a flaw.
If Jesus is the Way, the Truth, and the
Life, then why don’t I live in that promise?
If my salvation was determined by
something already done, then why do I constantly act like I can earn it?
If His voice can be heard, then why don’t
I stop more often to listen?
If life ends in a casket, then where is
the hope? what is the hope? how can one hope?
If the veracity of the Bible has not been
disproved, then why do they sit in hotel drawers?
If prayer is emptiness, then I’ve wasted
a lot of breath.
If God created the world, then we have an
obligation to take care of His creation.
If we’re made in God’s image, then we
have a responsibility to keep His name pure.
If being a Christian was easy, then the
Bible wouldn’t be true.
If what the Bible says is true, then God
can take care of himself, me…and you.
