Ever Feel Improbably Blessed?

[everyday_christian]

One of the things that is most wonderful which strikes me at times is the sheer improbability of the blessing God gives us in our hearts.

There are times when I am at rest and in wonder, and that just strikes me. It is so joyous, so awesome, it seems impossible:

Then I realized that we really do have the Spirit of God in us and this is an experience others share. In a world of so many, and where so many have gone before us, we get to taste the eternal that is so far above the tales of misfortune. Like the whole of creations was made for this -- to know God from our own perspective.

Which is Scripturally true. Another thing I realized was the more I was in that, the more everything which rested on probabilities on logic - on unbelief - seemed to vanish. And the more the impossible with God seemed to be completely certain.

[tt1106]

I can remember sitting by myself and just crying. Thinking God, Why do you love me? I also remember his answer. Because I do. I remember feeling like my heart grew two sizes and I couldn't speak, because of the lump in my throat.
How can science explain the complexities of God and our hearts?
This is the miracle of faith, in the end, no amount of analyzing will explain what you know to be true. You can reason and rationalize, but in the still moments of quiet with you and Him, when the Lord whispers to you. Atheism becomes an impossibility. The answer becomes, In my heart I've felt him and in my head Ive heard him and that experience is as real as when I broke my toe, kicking cans. I can no longer un-believe.

Blessings Sister,

I pray we all have more revelations such as these.

tt1106

[Sea Pony]

I struggled with this exact feeling for a long time.

Knowing how big the universe is, and how small we are. How could God possibly have time to worry about little old me?

At first this was something that shook my faith. But then my pastor said something amazing. He said, "I may be itty-bitty, but God is up to something really big"

I may not understand how I fit, but that day, the Holy Spirit helped me understand that I do...it doesn't have to make sense to be true.