Some number of years ago, I found myself asking; “Would I rather live in a world where God loves me, or a world where God does not exist?”
From deep inside and all around me the answer arrived silently and clearly; I want to live in a world where God loves me.
Far before awareness arrived, this belief has been waiting to be cultivated. It does not matter if such a seed were planted in utero by mysterious forces, through the studying of scripture, or by a stroke of luck. I will never know. That is far beyond my understanding. There is no logic to be found beneath this truth. This seed of faith exists within me. Every day I choose to cultivate it as best I can.
I still find the idea of choosing my own God to be preposterous, if not offensive. Yet I feel my soul smile at my mind, as together they water my seed of faith in a loving God.