I know God is for real. How do I know? I just do. Call it blind, call it faith, call it ridiculous. I just know. As a young girl with a home filled with violence I had times when I heard God call my voice. One day I was washing dishes in the kitchen at the age of 5. I was supposed to be focused and getting my chores done. Instead I heard God say “dance”. So I danced. I twirled in circles and danced for my heavenly father. Now some might say that I was delusional as a child and full of stories. But I was not crazy. I heard my God speak. I continued to hear him speak.

One day as I sat under a bed thinking my mom had been killed by my step father, I heard Jesus tell me to look up at the window. I looked up and saw the most beautiful flowers. I then closed my eyes and pretended to be dancing among those flowers instead of hiding. Coping skills you might call it. I call it a gift from God to be able to close my eyes and see the beauty of Gods creation and celebrate in that creation. Later in life I had a dream where I was supposed to go to a park and share Gods love. So I did. I found more people needing to hear about Gods love that day.

I then heard God tell me that I would have twins. Sure enough I did. Even when the Doctors told me there was only one. I knew God spoke to me. I just knew it. One day when the girls were babies and we had over $800,000 in medical bills, I heard God say “march around your house like Joshua.” So I did. I then went to my mail box and received $15000 in checks that we were not expecting. That could only be God.

I still remember the day that I was five dancing in the kitchen. I imagined my God dancing with me. I know he delights in me and wants to dance with me daily. He is my comfort during the many storms. He is my provider when it seems bleak. He is my Father whom I go to when I need advice, shelter, love and peace. How do I know God is real? I just do.

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