Saturday, 29 November 2014

Happy Ending

I am a christian and sometimes I like to call myself a princess because my dad (God) is the King. But contrary to popular belief life isn't a fairy tale.

Somebody said to me how they don't get how people can be dumb enough to believe in God and the bible, it's just another fairy tale storybook. So, here I am thinking of ways anybody could compare the two... Jesus had 12 disciples, 3 of which are named John, Andrew and James. They weren't quite the same as the 7 dwarfs, 3 of which are names Happy, Grumpy and Sleepy. Jesus washed the Disciples feet, Cinderella washed the floor. The beast in beauty and the beast was cursed for selfishness, Jesus was on the other-hand selfless, a sinless man who died to save others.

The Bible isn't an airy-fairy happy-clappy book about princesses and castles and happy endings. It involves Jesus being tortured and nailed to a cross. A flood that covered the earth. A Man who's brothers sold him into slavery because they were jealous of his coat. First born son's being killed. And I can't think of anything worse than travelling on a donkey. Jesus was born in a stable and not bought up in a castle. The bible isn't full of glittery pictures and fairy-god mothers.

It's hard to explain to someone exactly why I don't just believe in God as if I'm six and believing in the tooth-fairy. I believe he exists, I know he exists. No, I don't have proof and maybe things that happen are coincidence but without him I am nothing. God has done amazing things in the lives of my loved ones and there's no other explanation.  Knowing God is what keeps me sane, knowing God is knowing that I am loves and that my life has a purpose.  A belief in God isn't like a childs belief in the easter bunny, the bible isn't simply a storybook like Cinderella.

The only way you can compare the two are the happy endings.
For God so loved the world that  he gave his one and only son that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life. John 3:16

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