I have been known by many to be flaky. When you call, I may or may not answer my phone. I respond to text messages days later. Or sit on an email until I see you in person. It isn't because I don't love you, it's just because there is so much going through my mind and I am not the most organized person.
I haven't always been a christian and these are the musings of my journey in following Christ.
It hit me like a ton of bricks. I reside halfway around the world in the land of The Land of The Rising Sun, and what not a better place to be born again. This journey is new, and without Japan, It seems like it wouldn't be possible. You are probably thinking, what is his testimony? It's called being human.
I considered myself a fence sitter. I liked to think that you couldn't prove God existed or didn't exist. I was what they call at an agnostic. "Well sure he might exist, but I think he will come to me when the time is right." What was an agnostic to do anyway, I was preached to on many a corner, and the grace of God was shown in my life more than anyone really deserves. After all, It's an easy thing to accept God into your life?
So here I am. I found it hard to continue to ignore God's phone calls. He left hundreds of voice mails, and even a few texts, but I just didn't respond. It might have had to do with the fact that it was an unknown number. Either way, I gave him a call back a few weeks ago and decided we would keep in touch.
And there you have it. My attempts at musing over God. I may not be the most eloquent, I may not make much sense. That's Okay, God understands.
