The Hole Inside

It's always been discouraging for me that people don't believe that the God of the Bible created the world. It makes no sense to me to believe that the universe came from a little thimble-sized piece of super dense matter and then exploded for whatever reason. It may be true, but scientists haven't said anything about where that little bit of matter came from. It could hardly come from nothing. Unless, of course, an all-powerful and all-knowing eternal being had created it. 

Why is it so hard to believe? Don't people want something beyond this life? Life is pointless without something beyond life. Do you really believe that life does not need a purpose? All those lives and nothing to show for it. How could life be so purposeless? Do you feel satisfied inside with the idea that there is only this life and nothing else? Don't you want, need something more? Something that gives life purpose besides the "make a difference in the world" mantra? Something that doesn't focus on how to preserve your name in history, focus on you you you you you? We tell each other to not be self-centered, but we're doing exactly that. And there's that big, gaping hole that just grows and grows and grows. What is that hole? Why do we have it? How do we fill it? Sure, helping others is satisfying for a while, but that hole will come back bigger and worse than ever. 

Who else could fill that hole but God? The everlasting, forever loving, omnipotent, omniscient Father?

He has given me purpose. He has given me a whole new perspective on my life and the impact I could have on others. I have someone to really live for, and not to go my way or the highway. I have peace. I have joy. I have hope. I have love. Even though bad things still happen, there's a deep peace that cannot be destroyed. Every day I wake up and I want to sing and dance and laugh because I'm so happy. God has really changed who I am. He's my God, my Savior, my Redeemer, my Friend, my Counselor, and I will praise Him forever. The hole is no longer there. I still have my ups and downs, but the hole can't return--He's filled it up and turned me into a new person. I can't stop singing inside. I feel so alive. Don't you see how miraculous the incredible harmony of nature is? Don't you see how impossible it is for everything, chemicals and compounds and food chains and complexity and natural selection and evolution, to exist without a Creator? How else can nature be so balanced? How else can everything fit together like a puzzle? How else can we feel thrilled when we're looking at the ocean  or standing on a mountain peak and looking down at the scenery or some other huge landscape that makes us feel insignificant? Don't you see it, feel it, the sound of joy and everything good, just rising up as you're soaking in the cloud-shrouded peaks, the glorious sunrise, the powerful ocean as the sun sets? This is how I feel. This is the everlasting peace that exists in me. And no one can ever take it from me--that's the best part of all.