Why Should I Believe?

"Why should I believe in God" was what I said.
"Whoever believes in him is crazy in the head."

That "religious stuff" was just too
 much for me to receive.
The "God thing" was something "I'd never believe."

Until one day... there was a "bump on the road."
Life came "crashing down"
 on me like a heavy load.

My house and family were all gone in a moment.
I was seeking for answers and
 some kind of atonement.

I blamed God for everything that I'd lost.
And then I found in my dresser a wooden cross.

I complained to God, cursed and grumbled.
I wanted to crush this cross into a pile of rubble.

Becoming so angry, I could almost
 feel the heat within.
I knew that it was I who had sinned.

I knew this anger in me did not belong.
How could I blame God for all that was wrong?

I found a bible, read John 3:16, and cried.
It was for me...that Jesus came and died!

Why couldn't I agree on this before?
I can't blame God for anything anymore.

I asked Jesus to remove all sin & pride...
I'm now on "the winning side."

For years... an empty life I had spent...
Is now full of joy, peace and content

This choice I made-I am glad I did!
He has given me hope & a reason to live!

By Jim Pemberton