I wanted to understand God

From childhood, I remember loving God. My mother took me to a Protestant Sunday School when I was very young. I’m grateful for this, and for her example of being a gentle and good woman. My father was an honest and good man with strong convictions. I enjoyed Sunday School, was confirmed, and continued to be active in that church.

After marrying, my husband and I continued to attend the same denomination, but in another state. Gradually I grew dissatisfied with the sermons. I realized I was hungering for something with more spiritual substance. Also, I was having a hard time understanding the difference between God and Jesus. I had been taught that Jesus was God, but somehow that never made sense to me. Most important, I felt I needed to know the God whom I loved and
worshipped.

In time, I left that denomination and started my search for a better understanding of God. I was convinced that there had to be a God whom I could get to know better. So I took our four children to a different church each Sunday. My husband didn’t mind because he was working seven days a week and supported my search. Also, I invited different ministers to our home to ask them questions. My most important question was: “Does God change His mind?” All but one said, “Yes.” But I said, “No. God can’t change His mind if He really is God.”

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