In Pursuit of Truth
I came to the United States for my Master's degree in Electrical Engineering. During my second semester, I got an invitation to attend church. I had never been to church and knew nothing about Christianity. It shocked me to hear about the resurrection. Even though I didn't understand much of what they said at church, because of this "resurrection" idea, I knew it must all be wrong.
A few months later, my roommate signed up for a Friendship Partner with ISI. When she went to meet Edie, she invited me to go along. I felt curious about Christians, so when Edie asked me about studying the Bible with her, I agreed. We spent several months going through a series of six lessons. I also started going to their church and reading the Bible on my own.
Edie also introduced me to some videos on creation. I had grown up as an atheist, believing in the theory of evolution. I had never even heard of the creation theory. Evolution had influenced every subject I studied, teaching that the world resulted randomly. But, the videos I watched said that living creatures are too complicated to have evolved by random selection. This started me questioning, could God really exist?
While I felt compelled by Christianity, I still didn’t feel convinced. I desired to know the truth. I read a book that quoted, that according to recent research, 8 in 10 Americans believe "every person has a soul that will live forever, either in God's presence or absence." This reminded me of the only conversation I had ever had back at home about anything supernatural. It only lasted five minutes and ended with “I don’t know. Let’s forget about it.”
Through my own study, I discovered that the "law" mentioned in Romans referred to the "Ten Commandments." When I made a mistake, I would feel sorry and regret what I did, but I just attributed it to human nature. But, if God really existed, and He is perfect and righteous, and judges me based on His standard, then I didn’t have a chance. That bothered me.
I also had doubts about Jesus. He had died on a cross, but I didn't know why or what happened afterwards. He seemed like a good man with great wisdom, but the miracles seemed highly questionable to me, based on my scientific background. Since the “Son of God” meant nothing to me, I supposed that such a man must exist only in myths or stories, not as an actual historic figure in the real world.
And this “resurrection” created a big problem for me. But, I reasoned, if He did rise from the dead, then He surely could perform all those miracles, and that would indicate He is God. I read some references about some of the disciples who died terrible deaths for their belief in His resurrection and I cannot imagine they would die for a lie.
I didn’t understand, if Jesus was the Son of God, why didn’t He use His power to avoid death on the cross? But then God gave me a beautiful picture; this perfect man died on the cross to take my place! With His sacrifice and perfect blood, my sins can truly be forgiven.
After all this studying, I stood at a point of decision: am I going to receive Jesus as my Savior? I felt uncomfortable with praying; it seemed like talking to myself. I didn’t know if I could surrender control of my life to Jesus. For several days I reviewed all I had studied and reminded myself that all the evidence supported God's existence. So, finally I told God that I believed in Him, confessed my sins and asked Jesus to be my Lord and Savior.
I am so thankful for this whole experience. I realize that although I came to the United States to study engineering, God actually brought me here to make me His child.
When you have questions about your life or your faith that plague your mind, do you press in to find the answers, or do you just file them away in the “I don’t know, forget about it” category. Don’t be lazy and don’t be deceived. Go hard after the truth and allow the Holy Spirit to speak it into your heart and mind.
And you will know the truth, and the truth will set you free.
Submitted by: Kathy, Kansas