A tiny flutter


About a week ago, I had a conversation on the topic of the strength of my conviction in the existence of God. In the conversation, I claimed to be more certain of God’s existence than I am of my own.

I know it isn’t a great conversational practice to make a statement and then finish evaluating it afterwards, but that’s what I did on this occasion. I suppose it was because of the boldness of the statement that I then found my mind wandering and evaluating the statement. I asked myself, “Am I really more certain of God’s existence than I am of my own existence?”

I thought for a moment that what I had said was not true. I thought, “I am equally sure of God’s existence as I am of my own.”

I continued to think about it. I noticed that my thoughts fluttered a tiny bit, almost imperceptibly, while contemplating my own existence, but not at all when pondering the existence of God.

I realized that I am really and truly more sure of God’s existence than of my own. The difference in my strength of conviction from one to the other is small, but it is there. I marvel at that.

I am amazed at what God has done with me. He literally led me from a place of strong, stubborn agnosticism to being more sure of his existence than of my own. It wasn’t an easy journey. As a matter of fact, it was by far the hardest thing I’ve ever done, but the result is very well worth the difficulty I endured.

God bless everyone!