Is it better to live according to my best bet at truth,
with consequences and perhaps more responsibility and boundaries in my chosen lifestyle?
Or would it be better to live under some kind of illusion?
Not just unknowingly-not-true, but knowingly-false?
To live a lie?
If Truth is real, your only hope is if it comes to you. Christianity, at its core,** is the only belief system in which we are not the subjective actor that searches — toils, even — over a seemingly endless quest for truth.
If there’s any way to know what’s real,
I’m telling you, it’s probably the most important thing you could look into.
It may be the most painful.
You may have to go against the grain of everything you’ve ever known.
But I’ll bet you (using the limited logic I have)
it will be the most rewarding and meaningful thing you’ve ever
allowed to come into your life.
God, if you’re real, please reveal yourself to me. If you are who you say you are, then you know the doubts I have about you right now, all the things I’ve dealt with in my life, and my hesitations about following and trusting you. Yet if you are who you say you are, your eyes can plainly see into my heart the exact thing that is keeping me from believing in you.
If you’re really there, please do a miracle in that part of my life, and get to me. I don’t know why you would love me, but I guess you see something in me that I don’t. Help me see myself in that way, too.
**Christianity at its core is simply the gospel written in the Scriptures: That God became a human to meet with sinful humankind and offer to every human (including you) to restore the him or her to loving, faithful, joyful, everlasting relationship with Him.