I’m often asked for proof that God exists .

It’s sort of a weird question in my mind, because it’s impossible to conceive of Him not existing.

Kind of like, “Can you prove that there is really a sun?”

I really, really enjoy talking about God, in all three of His forms, Father, Son, Holy Spirit.

Have you noticed?

I mean, He is so real to me, I feel a certain excitement when I recount ways He has affected my life, when I hear of His hands working in the lives of my friends.

It is really fun to see the light of understanding in the face of someone who has tasted His life and knows exactly what I am talking about.

I love telling about the first day that I came to know Him. It was such a miraculous turn of events, of answered prayers, of a changed heart, that I think everyone would hear the story, and believe.

But it doesn’t work that way, does it?

Atheists, Agnostics, and those that just aren’t ready to see Him…I can see them losing interest.

They act like they are interested at the beginning, but they start looking away, at the tv, the computer screen, the phone.

It’s almost as if there is a curtain that is blocking them from seeing the Light.

It’s almost like, they cannot even hear that God is speaking to their heart.

“Come to me, and I will give you rest.”

“Turn away from your godless ways, and let me give you real life.”

“Unless I give you Life, you cannot see me, or hear me, or see my world.”

“I really, really love you with an everlasting love. A love so deep that, if you accept it, I will never leave you alone.”

“I love you so much, that I gave my only Son, to pay for your rebellion, and to give you access to my world.”

“Come to me…and Live…forever!”

I wonder why they can’t hear that?

“In their case the god of this world has blinded the minds of the unbelievers, to keep them from seeing the light of the gospel of the glory of Christ, who is the image of God.”

2 Corinthians 4:4 ESV

Oh, yeah.

We don’t fight against flesh and blood, but against spiritual rulers in high places who have put chains and blinders on their prisoners, so they won’t see the One who comes to set them free.

Would you like to be free?

I wrote this eight years ago (2015) to a real person.

When I shared it as a generic letter, to maybe help someone struggling with some difficult temptations, I had a lot of feedback. Some positive. A lot negative.

I removed the post.

Have you ever had this strong, unyielding feeling that you didn’t respond to a situation properly?

The feeling wouldn’t go away.

Someone pointed out to me last week that I like to argue.

Sometimes I do.

Today, I didn’t feel like making an effort, so I deleted the post.

I looked up the original letter…and read it…again…slowly.

If you will do the same thing, read it slowly, think about my motives and intentions, then, maybe, hit me again with your comments.

I believe this was more important than I realized.

THE LETTER:

I hope you will read this. I am not writing to condemn you or judge you; I only want to share with you what I have learned in my 45 years of letting Jesus be my LORD. (There were 26 years before that life began, but I had no wisdom in myself, literally, none.)

My struggles against my own flesh are not nearly as hard as they used to be, but they do still rise up, virtually every day, and I only win the struggles when I yield myself to the one who made me. Now the attacks of the enemy are way harder to resist, and I am so grateful that my Lord is a forgiving one. But even those attacks can be overcome by the word of my testimony, and by fixing my eyes on Him, not on my own strength ( or in my case, weakness.)

It is my understanding that you have given yourself to the pursuit of the gay lifestyle, and my heart breaks for you, not because of the specific choice but because you are choosing a way of the natural self instead of a way of the spirit of God, tying yourself to the chains of the world and its ways instead of soaring above on “wings of eagles.” Believe me, I understand the pull on a young man. I am not so old that I can’t remember what it is to feel desire and how impossible it is to resist, especially if someone is convincing you that it is your right. I have seen Christians justify theft, lies, fornication, divorce, adultery, drunkenness, abortion, drug use, laziness, disobedience, homosexuality, PRIDE,… all in the name of “my right to choose” what I want to do. The first 26 years of my life were exactly like that, and I considered myself good!

Here is what I have learned. No matter how strong the desire, and no matter how satisfying the fulfillment of the desire, the satisfaction leaves, the desire returns, and a deep darkness inside of us grows, the light that was there dims.

We were created for joy. We were created to display the awesome glory of God. I heard a man say this week that “God displays His Glory most in us, when we are most satisfied in Him!” The reason drugs, alcohol, thrills, sex, and power are so addictive is because they counterfeit joy, and we become resigned to the idea that they are the only avenues to attaining a measure of joy.

But joy can indeed be found when one truly seeks satisfaction in Him only. When He smiles, you get JOY!

My friend, I am coming to you as a brother In Christ, because I believe you are. God can even use the natural desires you have in you to display His glory to the people you are drawn to, in a way I could never reach them. Choices you make will have consequences, and if you think pursuing a course that tells God “I want this no matter what” will give you happiness, I’m afraid you will be most severely disappointed. I know I am an old man to you, but I have really felt JOY, and know what it is like both ways, my way and HIS WAY. “In His light, we see light!”

Always in His grip,

Your friend,

Randy