As a child many adults told me tales they said were true
I believed in those adults, but not the tales without proof
I'd play along with the tale if it gave me something I wanted
Like the joy of a good scare from a house said to be haunted
From one tale I received toys and candy at the end of every year
Another gave out money for gum space once full, but now clear
There's the bunny story, which involved hunting, chocolate and eggs
I really enjoyed eating chocolate and using the quickness of my legs
My most heard childhood story was about the God who lived up in the sky
It said that He created the Heavens, the Earth and everything that was alive
My childhood curiosity led me on a quest to find proof of these tales
I found the adult lie about all, but the one they held on to without fail
Until my teen years I couldn't find proof that the God tale was real
So, I chose to stand on my truth and before that God, not to kneel
At the age of thirty-one I heard teaching that was so new to me
About the power in the Name of Jesus that is above all you see
I now was faced with a choice about all I honestly held true
To test this new teaching and challenging it to give me proof
So, I prayed in the Name of Jesus, something I'd never done in my entire life
I asked this God of the Bible, "If You exist, show me in a way that I would believe"
I didn't tell anyone that I prayed, not even my future wife
Because if God was real, all powerful and all knowing, my prayer He would receive
In three months, I received an answer to the prayer that I sincerely sent up to the sky
It proved that God is real, without a shadow of a doubt to my atheist mind
He waited for me all those years to just give Him one more try
I'm so eternally grateful to God because when I die, I will not be left behind
I could now thankfully tell my mother the opposite of what I told her as a teen
I believe in the God she believes in, the one she had me pray to as a child
I'm so grateful she lived to see that day and receive the joy that it would bring
Her son was now safely in God's hands and no longer dangerously out in the wild
Since the day of my open confession, that I believe in God and now willingly serve
I seek to do anything He ask of me, without question of Why, Why now or Why me?
Now, I won't lie and say all I do for Him hasn't come with no temptation to sway or swerve
Throughout all of the many great challenges, my faith has been deeply rooted like a tree
With all of the twists and curves
With all the peaks and valleys
With all the shakey nerves
With all the dark alleys
My God can always be heard
So, "Why do I believe?"
Because God gave me my perfect proof
No games and no gimmicks
Just clear and honest truth
The devil had me blinded to God, so I didn't receive
But God truly gave me sight and that's why I believe
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