The dictionary definition of an atheist is someone who believes that God does not exist, but on this first Sunday of Advent 2014, it is far easier for me to believe that God does exist than he doesn’t.
How can you look at the fantastic glow of a brilliant sunset and not feel a divine touch in your inner most being? How can you glance at the beauty and innocence of a child’s face and not see God’s hand upon them? A rainbow, a powerful storm, a beautiful flower each spell out to me the existence of a being much bigger and more powerful than me.
‘The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of his hands.’ Psalm 19:1.
I am loved by God, ransomed by Jesus, supported by the Holy Spirit and provided for in every way. I commit my day, my work, my life and my family to Him. He never lets me down, even when I fail.
Christmas without Christ is as empty as the ringing of a cash till and as futile as fire without heat and smoke.
I would rather live my life believing in God and risk being proven wrong than live my life not believing and suffer the consequences when I meet Him face to face. The question is, would you?