Prove to me that there is a god!
I have no proof other than the love for others that lives in me despite
me, or that the sun gives light to murders and saints or that babies are born
in a rush of fluid and blood that is so pure it has no scent.
Let me relay to you a true story. Our youngest son was born on a very hot day
in the back seats of our brand new van.
As is the case the birth was pre and post proceeded by a flood of
liquid, blood and tissue that soaked our new cloth seats and seeped in as we
lay crying and holding our new son. When
the ambulance arrived, I locked the van and rode with my wife and new son to
the hospital. Later that evening I got a
ride back to the van and on the way it occurred to me that our brand new van
would surely stink being filled with birth fluid and locked in the hot sun all
day. I will never forget when I opened
the front door and got in the only smell was the scent of a brand new car, the
smell we all know, and that I know now, is the scent of proof that there is a
GOD.
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