Forewarning– this is going to be deep.  I can feel it brewing and there’s no telling where this is going to go. 
 
Maybe only a few of you have read my “get to know me” page, but on it, I explained how I was introduced to Jesus early on when I was in middle school.  I say introduced because it wasn’t until just last year when my dad became sick that I actually began to act like I knew Him.  I could blame my slow-developed relationship on pride.  I could blame it on lust.  It could be because I felt invincible or that I was already doing enough to be considered a “good person.”  In reality, it was all of those things. 
 
The point I’m getting at is that my lifestyle has changed in recent months– and it’s been a noticeable shift.  Many people embrace it and see it as a change for the better because they believe that faith requires action just as I do.  Others, though, see the changes I’ve made and scratch their heads.  They don’t understand why I’ve changed my habits and, in their eyes, become a bit of a radical when it comes to God. 
 
It’s not like I don’t see the weird, uncomfortable looks I get sometimes.  I definitely notice them.  It’s just that I don’t really care if my life makes sense to them or not.  If what makes sense to them is how I was living before when I wasn’t acknowledging that Jesus is my Savior with my actions and words, then I don’t want my life to make sense to them!  Francis Chan writes about this idea in his book, Crazy Love (read it–it will change your life). 
 
Here’s another thought that stems from that one:
 
I don’t think anyone can argue that there is good and evil in this world.  God sends that which is good while Satan is responsible for that which is evil.  Personally, I feel that one of Satan’s best tricks is to make us believe that we, as humans, are entitled to understand everything about anything.  If we can’t explain it with our super duper science, then it must not be possible, right?  Wrong. 
 
Science is faith that can be proven and recreated.  There is plenty of things in this world, though, that cannot be explained.  Satan is clever to use our pride against us the way He does.  But how can we honestly sit here and let Satan make us doubt that Jesus was the Son of God just because some of the things He did seem outlandish and unbelievable to us–even when we have the most carefully-kept and translated book in history telling us who He was?  Why would God work in a way that didn’t require faith?  Why would He reveal all of the details behind His power and glory to His own creation?  Do we really think we’re even capable of knowing such details? 
 
Frankly, I don’t care how God does the things He does–I just know that He does them.  I know that He answers my prayers because I receive a response every single time, in one way or another.  The logistics of how He answers them is none of my business and I don’t expect it to make sense to me. 
 
He deserves my life for offering me, someone who has no business being saved, a Savior.  End of story.  If it doesn’t make sense to you and you can’t get your head around that, you might try looking to see if your own head is in the way.