Before anyone gets offensive by the title of this blog post, those aren’t my own words and yes, I do believe in God. I do believe that He is alive – My God isn’t dead. I just wanted to put that out there first before I get into this!
Recently, I received my first “hate comment” on Pinterest and it so happened to me on a graphic that I created myself. Here’s the picture the comment was on, which I deleted the comment and I will explain why.
So someone commented saying, “God isn’t real.” I honestly doubt that this person was one of my followers on Pinterest, plus this picture was getting a lot of love on Pinterest – so many people were viewing and pinning it! Without even thinking, I deleted the comment because I didn’t want that individual’s negativity in my life and especially on my picture I created. I should have screen shotted the comment, but I’m not about that. There were also a few more negative comments after that one, which I deleted also!
I know, I know. I shouldn’t have deleted them because there are people out there who literally just won’t love what you put out there and those people will always have something negative to say. That person who commented saying, “God isn’t real,” may be hurting and they haven’t found God yet in their life.
I’m actually thankful for that comment because it made me think about how I have seen God work in every aspect of my life. With everything I have been through, no one, I repeat, no one will persuade me otherwise into thinking that My God isn’t real.
Here are a few situations from my life that truly make me believe that there is a God who loves us so much:
Let’s start from the beginning from when I was born. I for real get told this story of me being born every single time my Birthday comes around because it is so special. I was born prematurely – I was born in January, but I was supposed to be due towards the end of April. I weighed only 2 pounds and a few ounces. I also had to be life-flighted to another hospital and my mom wasn’t in the hollicopter with me – I was by myself (except for the nurses of course). My MawMaw always tells me that it was like Angels bringing me, since I was up in the air!
I also had to stay in the NICU for months and my mom couldn’t bring me home.
There was also a time where I almost died when I was a baby – my lungs almost stopped working to the point it was difficult for me to breathe. I don’t remember that since I was only a baby, but I have heard stories about it happening to me.
Then, when I was around 5 or so, I started having seizures and I honestly remember everything. I was constantly being tested on, and going in and out of the hospital. There was a point where I had to relearn everything that I previously learned before having seizures, like learning the Alphabet all over again!
I almost lost my curly hair because of the seizures.
Then, when I was 8 years old, someone recommended to my mom that she should take me to a healing Mass at a Church. So, that’s what she did. I don’t remember all of that, but some of it. My mom told me how everyone was praying over me and it was so powerful. Then, a miracle happened… After that healing Mass, I stopped having seizures, like they were completely gone! Thirteen years later, I haven’t had any more seizures and it is such a blessing to say that! See, that is proof. God healed me and that is honestly enough for me to believe that God is real; it’s livingproof.
I can go on and on about so many situations from my life that I have witnessed God in them. But, it all comes down to you if you believe in God or not.
So there’s my “two cents” about that hate comment. I really don’t understand why hate comments even exist; however, that comment made me think about all the situations from my life that I have seen God in and I’m thankful for that.
This blog post also reminded me of the movies, God’s Not Dead and God’s Not Dead 2! Both of them are amazing movies and if you haven’t seen either of them before, I encourage you to watch both. Trust me, you won’t regret it and I love watching movies like those.
Anyways, I hope the little glimpse of my past inspired you in some way. I also want to challenge y’all! If only you feel comfortable about doing this, I would like for you to write in the comments section about a situation in your life where you have seen God in it. Remember, we shouldn’t be ashamed of our story; we share it to inspire others and there are so many people out there who are either currently in the same situation as you or has been through it. You never know and you’re not alone in this.