My friend was an Athiest. She went into church with me, & came out that day as a believer.
When you meet Jesus for the very first time, it's inexplicable.
Even if I try, there's no way you'll believe me until you experience it.
No words can truly describe the moment, the perfect and broken state you are in, or the feeling that you have when you meet Him.
When you meet God, you are pulled apart & put together again.
Inside of you, He can see your desires. He can feel your internal struggle. Your pain.
And it's so overwhelming that you realize that your tears speak for you.
In the moments you stand quiet, those silent tears slip like an overflowing vat of suppressed emotions.
Foreign emotions. Newly found emotions.
A profound knowledge that connects your soul with the Spirit of God.
Call it enlightenment if you will, but in that moment, you are doubtless.
You are complete. You are loved, moved, & touched.
You are filled with a desire to know this loving God.
You wonder why there is such love in the world, why there is such a love that seizes to exist.
You feel so small, yet you feel embraced by a greater power to the very significance of your being.
You feel accepted & no longer lonely. Because something fills that void.
Something greater.
Sometimes you feel guilt, you feel shame, but all in all, you feel the grounds of love.
You cry because you don't know what else to do. It comes from within.
It's true. It's raw.
It's a broken piece of yourself you offer God.
Those who watch from the sidelines, who do not experience God, do not understand.
They are intrigued.
But one day, if they were to open their hearts to the possibility of God, they will hear Him speak to their hearts.
Testimonies can move you. The power of prayer can strike you.
No matter where are you now in your life, burdened, troubled, incompetent, confused, content, thankful, and calm,
meeting Christ & experiencing the roots of love sparks something within you.
And you come out as a believer.
