Me & My Heavenly Father

I have been told a couple of times, that people don't understand my relationship with God. They ask, "How are you able to trust God so much?" They ask, "Why do you love God so much?". The answer is very simple. Because He loved me so.

Now, how cliche, one may think. No. Simply saying it is one thing, but experiencing it is different. Its not just the feeling you get during service. No. It's seeing Him come through for you, He being there for you, He comforting you, He providing for you. When you are lonely, poor, and worried about the enemies all around you; when you can see no future and hope, but only fear and despair; when sadness, fear, depression and despair are the most common encounters that you see; when the closest and most trusted turn away and leave you empty in every aspect; when you are stripped of everything: dignity, pride, wealth, health, family, friends; yes even the counselors and leaders turn aside. 

If one knows how much I have seen - its not the worst, but bad enough - you will also see how He is so real. All the special blessings from Him: deliverance from evil people, providence in poverty, restoration from the devourers, vindication from the gossipers, grace in the sight of the self-righteous. And each time He blesses me, teeth gnash; they cannot believe that I am a child of God. I would have thought that at least believers would rejoice with me - but I hear scoffs, scorns, sneers. Yet, I am not justified by anyone in this world - no, I have been justified in Christ Jesus.

I never had a fatherly figure, nor a mother for that. But now I have a Father: I call Him my Father because He has called me His child. He has given me wisdom, discernment and knowledge, favor and anointing, grace and mercy, love and much much more. He has given His Son Jesus that I may be redeemed, that I may be His righteousness in Christ Jesus. He has set me apart for His plans, and shown me so much more than what most have seen, known or understand. He embraced he who was abused and rejected, scorned and despised, mocked and cast out, persecuted and threatened, who was falsely accused and misunderstood, who was poor and had nothing, who was alone. He loved me when none loved me.

So, why do I believe in Him, and love Him, and cry to Him? Simple. Because I have truly seen and tasted, that only He loved me so.