Afternoon, Amigos

My first post of 2019.

Man, I can’t believe how much time God has forwarded us on.

Anyway, the reason I wanted to make this post is because, I have decided to be open by explaining precisely why I came to be a believer in Jesus such a long time ago.

Since I was a child, I have been going to church with my family, and they have been teaching me about God for as long as I can remember. But, those reasons aren’t primarily why I became a Christian. They are only what made me aware of Him, really.

Around the time I was only 17 years old, I approached a time where I was nothing but a depressed and anxious wreck. I was so lost. Afraid. Unhappy. And, alone. On the outside, I was never alone, because I have a loving family who cares for me, as well as the most awesome friends anyone can ask for. But, on the inside, I was alone.

All I ever wanted to do was kill myself, even at the cost of hurting every single one of the people who love me and I love in return. I believed I was never important or special to begin with. Constantly, and out of nowhere, I have been on the verge of committing suicide, all because I have felt myself to be in so much pain, and I have been desperately wanting it to end!

But then...

God came to me.

In one of my darkest hours, and since that time on, He came to me.

I’ve never been so alive, I tell you!

When I started letting Jesus be my guide through life ever since, I found myself to be thriving. Here and there, I still struggle, but these days...with Jesus by my side, it’s no longer as serious as before.

When I was only a boy, I have been aware of so many other things, such as evolution and stuff like that. For a time, I believed those sort of things.

Suddenly, however...

As I started growing up, I could no longer understand any of those things. Everything had felt like a foreign language that I couldn’t understand at all. So many times, I couldn’t even sit through them without squirming in my seat or flinching like it was a fly buzzing around my ear.

I actually found myself understanding Jesus and the Bible more than the secular things that the world often throws, the latter which especially try to contradict God and prove he doesn’t exist despite their flaws.

At one point, while I was on vacation in Washington D.C, I visited an incredible museum full of things such as dinosaur skeletons and the like. The final thing my family and I visited was a butterfly exhibit, which also talks about its lifecycle. Everywhere we looked in the exhibit though, there were mentions of evolution this and evolution that, which was annoying in my opinion. We went on to run across some sort of small thing, which the description claims is “proof” of evolution existing.

But you know what we found and read?

Nothing. Nothing whatsoever.

There was no explanation provided at all for how it was “proof” so to speak, and we were all like, “How is it even proof if they don’t even say how it is? Or what it is for that matter?”

Whether part of not understanding things involving the secular things is something to do with my autism, I don’t know. But, I don’t really care either, because my time at that museum exhibit was quite literally the last straw I had with secularism.

To change the subject, another reason would be because I actually started to find out for myself exactly what would have happened if I didn’t become a believer in Jesus.

If I was a man who didn’t follow Jesus, I’d be a person of pure evil.

Many times, I have looked at so many terrible people, through history, news, movies, tv shows, and books, for who they are and what they’ve done. I would find myself discovering that they represent exactly who I would’ve been if I hadn’t come to be a believer in Jesus. A person who would’ve delighted in causing things such as death and destruction, and become powered by things such as greed, lust, ambition, obsession, desire, and anger. I would’ve been a person who‘d succumb to the world with obsession for things, such as fame, riches, and power.

Maybe that’s a reason for why I can’t help but find myself fascinated with villains, such as Hades from Disney’s “Hercules (1997)”, because I find them to be particular reflections of myself and who I would have been had I not found comfort in Jesus.

So, as you can see, these are my reasons for being a Christian. I would never be where I am now if Jesus hadn’t come along into my life, and I’m certainly never intending to let anything take me away from Him.