God definitely does exist. As a child curious about the world I once questioned the existence of God. In my heart I always knew God was real. But after being fooled by the myth of the Easter bunny and Santa clause, and finding out that grownups were pretty extraordinary liars. I wasn’t as sure anymore whether god was really real or just another myth made up by the extremely deceiving grownup mind. Months went by, and I still had not yet answered the question that bothered my curious little heart. Does god really exist? So I decided to start attending Sunday school at my church. I had a ball it was extremely fun. We sang a long, ate snacks, watched cartoons, and played musical chairs. But it still did not answer my question. Does god exist or not? So finally I decided to ask my Sunday school teacher who was also my nana. She explained it to me as best as she could. But I truly still did not quite understand. But I didn’t want to seem as if I was slow in front of all the other children. Who definitely were sure that there was a God. So I smiled contently, and pretended as if I understood my nanas explanation. But inside I felt distraught. I still could not confirm the existence of God. I felt as if I was just going to explode with curiosity. More months went by and I still had not come to a conclusion. I tried to read the bible, like I had saw my parents do when they felt distraught. But I wasn’t exactly on that reading level so it was kind of like reading gibberish or Chinese. I went to grownup church on Sunday nights, and watched the P.B.S. Christian channel every week. But I stilled had many unanswered questions. It wasn’t until I was ten years old; that I was sure that God existed. When I was ten, my family and I moved to a new home on the west side of Beaumont. This meant that we had to join a new church. We joined a churched called Antioch Baptist. It was a big beautiful church. The music was fantastic, and the...
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