Show Me You Are Real

In my last blog post, I shared a bit about my dad and where he is on his journey today.  It just so happens that yesterday my brother on his web site,, just posted an interview of my dad telling how this journey began. It’s the first in a series, but gives you a picture how a heartfelt cry of wanting to know if God is real opened up a better road for him to travel on than the one he’d been on.  

Though he expresses his story in terminology I wouldn’t use today because it can so easily be misinterpreted, this will give you a great picture of my dad and the legacy from which my life springs.  I often tell people who are as yet unsure that God exists or that he is a loving Father in the way I’d describe him, to ask God himself.  “If you’re real, would you show me who you really are?”  It’s a prayer he answers.  Not necessarily overnight and not necessarily by the expectations we’d want to lay out in front of him.  But in the way that will most grant us access to him and to his heart, he will make himself known.  

Life in Jesus is a revelation, not a bunch of rules and rituals to follow.