Evidence for God from Science

(Not sure where to post this so I will post it here)

Dear God,
I know there is a reason behind everything you do, a plan. I have always known it but why is it so hard sometimes?
Why has it taken me so long to find you? I have hurt so many people, done so many things wrong. Why was I depressed for so long? Why have my parents rejected me? Is it so that I am a better mum to my daughter yhan I otherwise would have been?
My heart breaks for humanity, and often. How can I so love this world yet at the same time despise it?
There is so, so much wrong with this fragile, beautiful, broken world. I want to heal it. Is that what its like for you? This yearning to reach out to everybody? How do you bear it? How do you hold on to hope despite all the pain?

I love you, I love life, and I see such beauty that touches me so deep in my soul I cant find words to express it. Is that what worship is?

How your heart must bleed for us, forgive us we know not what we do indeed. Why are we so blind, so selfish, so stubborn?

I trust you.

What are your plans for me? Is it foolish, or egotistical to want to change the world? To want to make a real difference, aspire to be influential?

I cant shake the feeling theres something I can do, have to do. But I am just me, how can I change anything other than myself (with your grace and help) or is that the point?

I never thought I would subscribe to any particular religion yet here I am doing exactly that. Please God, stay with me, guide me still, I a listening, really, really listening now.

And why, oh why, do I struggle with what to call you?

Storyteller wrote:(Not sure where to post this so I will post it here)

Dear God,
I know there is a reason behind everything you do, a plan. I have always known it but why is it so hard sometimes?
Why has it taken me so long to find you? I have hurt so many people, done so many things wrong. Why was I depressed for so long? Why have my parents rejected me? Is it so that I am a better mum to my daughter yhan I otherwise would have been?
My heart breaks for humanity, and often. How can I so love this world yet at the same time despise it?
There is so, so much wrong with this fragile, beautiful, broken world. I want to heal it. Is that what its like for you? This yearning to reach out to everybody? How do you bear it? How do you hold on to hope despite all the pain?

I love you, I love life, and I see such beauty that touches me so deep in my soul I cant find words to express it. Is that what worship is?

How your heart must bleed for us, forgive us we know not what we do indeed. Why are we so blind, so selfish, so stubborn?

I trust you.

What are your plans for me? Is it foolish, or egotistical to want to change the world? To want to make a real difference, aspire to be influential?

I cant shake the feeling theres something I can do, have to do. But I am just me, how can I change anything other than myself (with your grace and help) or is that the point?

I never thought I would subscribe to any particular religion yet here I am doing exactly that. Please God, stay with me, guide me still, I a listening, really, really listening now.

And why, oh why, do I struggle with what to call you?

You have a beautiful heart, you know that?


I believe what God might say is....its not what you call me, its that you call me

Dear Storyteller,

I'm sorry. I have selective hearing. Could you repeat that please?


God

RickD wrote:Dear Storyteller,

I'm sorry. I have selective hearing. Could you repeat that please?


God

Aw thanks nessa xxxx

RickD wrote:Dear Storyteller,

I'm sorry. I have selective hearing. Could you repeat that please?


God

God doesnt call me storyteller but just for you see below

Dear rick,

Storyteller wrote:(Not sure where to post this so I will post it here)

Dear God,
I know there is a reason behind everything you do, a plan. I have always known it but why is it so hard sometimes?
Why has it taken me so long to find you? I have hurt so many people, done so many things wrong. Why was I depressed for so long? Why have my parents rejected me? Is it so that I am a better mum to my daughter yhan I otherwise would have been?
My heart breaks for humanity, and often. How can I so love this world yet at the same time despise it?
There is so, so much wrong with this fragile, beautiful, broken world. I want to heal it. Is that what its like for you? This yearning to reach out to everybody? How do you bear it? How do you hold on to hope despite all the pain?

I love you, I love life, and I see such beauty that touches me so deep in my soul I cant find words to express it. Is that what worship is?

How your heart must bleed for us, forgive us we know not what we do indeed. Why are we so blind, so selfish, so stubborn?

I trust you.

What are your plans for me? Is it foolish, or egotistical to want to change the world? To want to make a real difference, aspire to be influential?

I cant shake the feeling theres something I can do, have to do. But I am just me, how can I change anything other than myself (with your grace and help) or is that the point?

I never thought I would subscribe to any particular religion yet here I am doing exactly that. Please God, stay with me, guide me still, I a listening, really, really listening now.

And why, oh why, do I struggle with what to call you?

Storyteller wrote:

RickD wrote:Dear Storyteller,

I'm sorry. I have selective hearing. Could you repeat that please?


God

God doesnt call me storyteller but just for you see below

Ok Mrs. Smartypants, what DOES He call you then?

Annette, my child.

So there! (not the so there bit obvs)

Storyteller wrote:Annette, my child.

So there! (not the so there bit obvs)

Does He speak to you in an audible voice? Or, is that the voices in your head?

Well, Gods voice would be in my head too wouldnt it?

Seriously though, yeah, I have heard an audible voice. Its either God or im insane. Guess which im going for?

Storyteller wrote:Well, Gods voice would be in my head too wouldnt it?

Seriously though, yeah, I have heard an audible voice. Its either God or im insane. Guess which im going for?

Not sure. But I know what I'm going for!

Storyteller wrote:Seriously though, yeah, I have heard an audible voice. Its either God or im insane. Guess which im going for?

These alternatives aren't mutually exclusive. God is able to speak to insane people. Have you ever heard of William Cowper? He suffered from mental illness and once attempted suicide, yet he wrote several excellent hymns, including "There is a Fountain Filled With Blood".