I’ve just seen too much…

I was listening to a song today by Big Daddy Weave called “I’ve Just Seen Too Much,” and it reminded me of a conversation I had a few weeks ago. I was talking with someone who doesn’t share my faith, and they were asking me why I believe all the things I do about God. This person has a ton of questions about the validity of the Bible, and about the goodness of God, and, quite frankly, a lot of their questions are just simply hard to answer. At the end of the day, even with all the logical, sound arguments for the legitimacy of scripture, someone can always come back with a differing belief. Someone can always argue against it. And if I’m honest, there have been times in my own life where I’ve had to ask myself if I really believe what I say I believe.

But somewhere in the middle of that conversation, I realized that while the truth of scripture is the foundation of my belief, it’s not all that validates it. The glue that holds all my beliefs together is the personal experience I’ve had with the Lord. And my experience is something no one can argue against. No one can argue against the fact that I feel His presence in my daily life. That I’ve felt Him with me through each and every hard thing I’ve been through. That after I lost my husband, He whispered to my spirit that He would provide for my every need, and that He’s made good on that promise time and again. That He’s shown up for my kids in countless ways, given strength to my family in tough situations, and been my joy, my peace, and my song. As a believer in Jesus, I am called to always be ready to give a reason for the hope that is in me (I Peter 3:15). And while there are many ways I can, and should, choose to do this, I believe my greatest witness is the one that can’t be argued against.

So, if you ask me how I know He’s real, how I can still believe in Him despite the heartache in this world, my answer will always be: “I’ve just seen too much.”