Either God is real or I am crazy.
I’m not talking about the funny kind of crazy that my friends claim that I am.
Not like the “Oh you’re so crazy that I could see you shaving your head or running through a field screaming” kind of crazy.
I’m talking about the kind of crazy that gets people locked up for the rest of their life.
The kind of crazy that gets you put into a straight jacket.
So, either God is real or I need therapy.
And ALOT of it.
Because I claim to HEAR God.
Yes, you read right.
I HEAR God.
He doesn’t just speak to me through the scriptures.
No.
He actually SPEAKS to me.
I have actually HEARD an audible voice answer my prayers.
And then SEEN Him follow through with what He said.
I have actually HEARD God say “Hey remember to trust me even when you don’t understand what I’m doing.”
And then something will happen in my life shortly after that doesn’t make sense and the only thing I can do is trust in Him.
So, either God is real or all these things I hear are just voices in my head…
which would make me crazy.
Like legit CRAZY!
And what about the visions?
How do I explain when I was at a house church and looked at a girl who I had never met and SAW little children all around her?
And what about the fact when I told her, she said others this past semester had seen the same thing?
What about the vision I had of me standing up in a dark room and light literally bursting from my heart?
So, either God is real or these visions I am having are just hallucinations….
which would make me crazy.
Like legit CRAZY!
And then there are those times when I actually FEEL God.
Like that time that I was sitting all alone in my car and I felt Him wrap His arms around me.
Or the time that I was walking and FELT Him walking beside me.
And those times that I am sitting all alone but I don’t FEEL alone.
So, either God is real or what I am feeling is an imaginary person….
which would make me crazy.
Like legit CRAZY!
Then there is the fact that I have chosen to give up my entire life for Him.
I am leaving my family, my friends, the comfort of a bed and anything familiar
to walk into the unfamiliar, to live out of a pack with a bunch of strangers just for the sake of my God.
I am going to choose to spend 11 months traveling the world to proclaim HIS name.
So, either God is real or I am giving up everything for nothing…
which would make me CRAZY!
Oh and then what about the times that I have prayed and they were answered…instantly?
Like the time in Africa that my team prayed for rain and it rained for 2 days straight.
By the way, they hadn’t seen rain in 6 months.
Or the time that I was sitting on a camel and prayed for wind…
And wind started blowing like crazy!
Or the time that I was extremely broken and then in the next minute I was made new and felt more joyous than I ever had in life.
Either God is real or I am just CRAZY!
Either God is real or I am just a “voice-hearing-hallucination-having-imaginary-friend-making-giving-everything-for-nothing-joy-filled-even-when-things-suck” nut job who should be locked up.
But….
I choose God.
I choose to believe He is real.
I choose to believe He is alive.
I choose to believe He speaks to me.
I choose to believe He walks next to me.
I choose to give Him my life.
I choose to believe He gave me freedom and joy.
I choose to believe He gives me visions.
I choose to believe in His scriptures.
I choose to believe He brings hope to the hopeless.
And redemption to the broken.
I choose to believe.
Because if I don’t?
Then well…..
I am crazy.
I’m not talking about the funny kind of crazy that my friends claim that I am.
Not like the “Oh you’re so crazy that I could see you shaving your head or running through a field screaming” kind of crazy.
I’m talking about the kind of crazy that gets people locked up for the rest of their life.
The kind of crazy that gets you put into a straight jacket.
So, either God is real or I need therapy.
And ALOT of it.
Because I claim to HEAR God.
Yes, you read right.
I HEAR God.
He doesn’t just speak to me through the scriptures.
No.
He actually SPEAKS to me.
I have actually HEARD an audible voice answer my prayers.
And then SEEN Him follow through with what He said.
I have actually HEARD God say “Hey remember to trust me even when you don’t understand what I’m doing.”
And then something will happen in my life shortly after that doesn’t make sense and the only thing I can do is trust in Him.
So, either God is real or all these things I hear are just voices in my head…
which would make me crazy.
Like legit CRAZY!
And what about the visions?
How do I explain when I was at a house church and looked at a girl who I had never met and SAW little children all around her?
And what about the fact when I told her, she said others this past semester had seen the same thing?
What about the vision I had of me standing up in a dark room and light literally bursting from my heart?
So, either God is real or these visions I am having are just hallucinations….
which would make me crazy.
Like legit CRAZY!
And then there are those times when I actually FEEL God.
Like that time that I was sitting all alone in my car and I felt Him wrap His arms around me.
Or the time that I was walking and FELT Him walking beside me.
And those times that I am sitting all alone but I don’t FEEL alone.
So, either God is real or what I am feeling is an imaginary person….
which would make me crazy.
Like legit CRAZY!
Then there is the fact that I have chosen to give up my entire life for Him.
I am leaving my family, my friends, the comfort of a bed and anything familiar
to walk into the unfamiliar, to live out of a pack with a bunch of strangers just for the sake of my God.
I am going to choose to spend 11 months traveling the world to proclaim HIS name.
So, either God is real or I am giving up everything for nothing…
which would make me CRAZY!
Oh and then what about the times that I have prayed and they were answered…instantly?
Like the time in Africa that my team prayed for rain and it rained for 2 days straight.
By the way, they hadn’t seen rain in 6 months.
Or the time that I was sitting on a camel and prayed for wind…
And wind started blowing like crazy!
Or the time that I was extremely broken and then in the next minute I was made new and felt more joyous than I ever had in life.
Either God is real or I am just CRAZY!
Either God is real or I am just a “voice-hearing-hallucination-having-imaginary-friend-making-giving-everything-for-nothing-joy-filled-even-when-things-suck” nut job who should be locked up.
But….
I choose God.
I choose to believe He is real.
I choose to believe He is alive.
I choose to believe He speaks to me.
I choose to believe He walks next to me.
I choose to give Him my life.
I choose to believe He gave me freedom and joy.
I choose to believe He gives me visions.
I choose to believe in His scriptures.
I choose to believe He brings hope to the hopeless.
And redemption to the broken.
I choose to believe.
Because if I don’t?
Then well…..
I am crazy.
