Phrog ☆ Jesus Fangirl@PhrogPollenYT
I believed in God my entire childhood because I never found enough evidence to disprove what my parents taught me. (I was actually into apologetics as a kid so this sentence does make sense lol)
Then at 10, I was hit by a car and should have died. I was healed miraculously in the ambulance on the way to the hospital. That affirmed for the rest of my life God was real.
I tried my best to live like it, I tried to prove to God I loved Him, but the older I got, the more I felt like the gap between me and Him widened.
Then at age 17, I was praying alone and reading my Bible when in the quiet of the room I heard, "Sierra, I love you."
(Sierra is my real name)
Suddenly everything clicked. God loved me. His love was not something I could or was expected to earn. It's not something that grew with my obedience or shrunk with my disobedience. It was a constant, a truth more real than my existence. God loves me. Me.
That's when I went from believing God was real to knowing who He was.