Don't get it twisted now. I was raised in the Church and since I was able to breath, the belief and faith and God has always been there. But it's like, "hhhmmm, you tell me this Spirit is real, but how can I be for sure until I'm affected directly?" That day came early in the second semester of my freshman year in college. It had been long over 2 weeks since my English professor told me about a 10 page rough draft that was due. Like most Americans growing up, I took my free education for granted while in grade school. Of course my parents stayed on me and told me how detrimental an education was, but I didn't care. I just wanted to play my instrument and chase boys! I mean, I guess I came out ok: College graduate and a job that more than 20% of Americans would kill for. But I don't think any of this would have came to be if it weren't for that incident my freshman year. Now, of course since I found out that college was NOT free, I got a little bit more serious about school. But hell, it was easier. No homework every night, no band or basketball practices. Just four hours of class a day, 3 hour naps, 2.5 hours at someone apartment chillin and the remaining hours studying! Ahh, wasn't life grand then?? But back to the subject: The day I knew GOD was real.
So here it is, the day my paper is due and I only have 3 pages complete. I've never been a worrier. Maybe I'm just that carefree or maybe my faith is just THAT deep that I don't trip, but regardless; I rarely stress out! So, hours before the paper is due, I'm at my friend’s apartment chillin, watching TV, and maybe having a drink or two. And then it happens. Due to inclement weather the school shuts down!!! Now, what I failed to mention earlier was that I had this class in the evenings, ONCE A WEEK!!!! So all praises go to HIM!!! I had a whole 'nother seven days to complete this paper! This favor was so undeserving because I wasn't even trying to finish the paper! I was just in school chilling. But when that happened I never took it for granted. I realized right then and there that, THAT was the grace of GOD helping me not to fail! It was indeed a very humbling experience. So even past then, my nonchalant attitude stuck with me. I felt as though even if something wasn't going right, it will eventually pick up and if not, I'm a strong believer in "everything happens for a reason".
So here it is, the day my paper is due and I only have 3 pages complete. I've never been a worrier. Maybe I'm just that carefree or maybe my faith is just THAT deep that I don't trip, but regardless; I rarely stress out! So, hours before the paper is due, I'm at my friend’s apartment chillin, watching TV, and maybe having a drink or two. And then it happens. Due to inclement weather the school shuts down!!! Now, what I failed to mention earlier was that I had this class in the evenings, ONCE A WEEK!!!! So all praises go to HIM!!! I had a whole 'nother seven days to complete this paper! This favor was so undeserving because I wasn't even trying to finish the paper! I was just in school chilling. But when that happened I never took it for granted. I realized right then and there that, THAT was the grace of GOD helping me not to fail! It was indeed a very humbling experience. So even past then, my nonchalant attitude stuck with me. I felt as though even if something wasn't going right, it will eventually pick up and if not, I'm a strong believer in "everything happens for a reason".
If you believe in God, Allah, Buddha or whomever( I aint judging) when was the moment YOU knew he was real? And if you believe in nothing, well, heck, I still wont judge you(God knows I can’t judge ANYONE)!
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