Leaps of Faith
The first time that someone asked me why I believed in God, I didn't know what to say. I was asked in a harsh, accusatory way that caught me off guard. I was eighteen at the time, a freshly-minted college student, and I couldn't come up with much outside of, "Well, because I just do. I know it's not considered intellectual or progressive or anything like that, but I believe in God." I had seen God work in other people's lives, but, at that point, I hadn't seen (rather, noticed) Him doing anything I considered Earth-shattering in mine. (Of course the old cliche "Hindsight is 20/20" is appropriate here.) It wasn't long after that He started moving in ways I couldn't overlook (but that's a story for another time). When I think about all of the major decisions I've made in my life, I can honestly say that every single one has been a straight up blind leap of faith - I'm talking throw my hands up in the air, shrug my shoulders, l...