Fictional Being in the Sky

    They say there are no absolutes in life. They say that you can never be sure of anything, and that you can never be 100% positive that what you believe is the truth.

    Well, I am.

    I'm sure of what I believe, and all of me is all for Him. I make that clear no matter where I am and no matter who I'm talking to.

    And a lot of people don't, well, appreciate that.

    I'm not about to count the number of times I have encountered what is officially known as a 'hater', but I will tell you that no matter what they've called me, it never compares to what they call Him.

    And they have called Him some names. I honestly couldn't list them all, but one that always stuck in my mind was “fictional being in the sky”. Maybe it's because I write fiction. I don't know. All I know is that I can usually keep my cool, until they start with something like that.

    Then I have to step away before I say something. Because those five words, fictional being in the sky (or any other similar name that they call my Lord), spark such outrage within me, and the kind of anger kindled at more than whoever said it to me.
    Because those words are more than just words – they represent the belief and the certainty that some people have of the fact that God does not exist. That I am delusional, and I have created a fictitious deity, just like I create characters in my books.

    I have spoken to many people about this, from my parents and friends to evangelical leaders. They all agree that I should do what I have found to be the hardest thing – to walk away. To just simply leave.
    That's hard for me, because I am a writer and a Christian, and I have a hard time facing a situation where my words won't do anything about it. Their words affected me, and my words are disregarded as the ranting of a delusional person who has created a deity and is trying to force it on others.

    But even in a situation like this, God has a way of showing you things. One is what He showed me in This Post Here. Another is this: Words mean things. If mere words have the power to make a person so angry, then they have the power to make someone passionate. They have the power to change someone's moment, day, week, life.

    They have a greater power than we are capable of, or than we ourselves can express. The Bible says that we "Do not wrestle against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this age, against spiritual hosts of wickedness in the heavenly places."
    Words hold within them that battle, that war between good and evil, that battleground that is the power of God vs. the power of the world. It is that passion that is within each and every one of us.

    Sitting there fuming because somebody laughs in the face of God is not going to change anything. But maybe if I took how I felt and channeled it into this, into writing, maybe it could change something. Maybe instead of fighting it, by displaying the love of Christ, and showing just why I believe in Him, by proclaiming His name and bringing Him glory in the face of the world, then maybe, just maybe, God can use me to change somebody's mind.

    So to those who would call Him the fictional being in the sky, to those who laugh or shake their fists, to those who demand proof, I won't fight you. But I will never, ever stop saying His name. Jesus. And I will use what He has given me to bring Him glory,  (as my favorite artist says), 'Til the day I die.

"Let my words be life, let my words be truth,
I don't want to say a word, unless it points the world back to You."
                                                     ~ "Words" by Hawk Nelson