Tuesday, September 14, 2004

Conviction

You can't convince a fellow man about the existance of God through a discourse based upon logic. The scientific disciplines. Philosophy. History. Arguments thrown back and forth over the ages. The same old arguments. Fresh arguments. Convincing arguments. Nonsensical arguments. They never cease.

Anyway, there are those days where I'm literally gasping, dying, to be taken away from the face of this earth. Away from the insensibilities and madness, the sorrows and injustices. And beneath the superficialities, the piercing coldness of the world that ever drags you into the pits of despair and painful solitude. You feel like that too sometimes, don't you. This longing to be whisked away, creeping up upon you unawares, away from where you feel you don't belong.

But it isn't time. Not yet. Not now.

Not when there are people who have yet to see the light. Not when I've yet to fulfill God's purpose for me.

Everyday, every breathing minute. A struggle between my own desires and being in line with His will.

Humanitarianism. Compassion. Goes against the grain of evolution, doesn't it? Natural selection is supposed to wipe out the reproductively disadvantaged. That's the gist of what the evolution theory presents on a silver platter to Mankind. Survival of the fittest. That was the foundation that a few (unsuccessful) leaders built their empires upon. Those empires were never sustained for long. And then Man continues to toil, trying to make the world a better place to live in, desperately trying to grab on to a sliver of hope. A hope that evolution has no cause for. So why then do we inherently have that fighting spirit to live on? And then for some to make the lives of others more bearable? Does this really all make sense? What cause is there for compassion?

I boldly attest that science cannot prove the existance of God. Or of any god for that matter. But neither can science prove that He doesn't exist.

Either way you look at it, there's no way Christians can sit back and wait for man to debate this amongst themselves till Kingdom come. We all know what we are still here for. To point the way to Him. It is not for us to ram conviction into the hearts of others - true conviction can only come from Him alone. But to point, we are. In our daily lives, through our words and deeds, through prayer and intercession. If not us, then who?

Yvonne | 10:06 PM |
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