Let it Work

As a teenager we had a saying when someone would drop a piece of candy, food, or anything you are going to put in your mouth on the ground, "God made dirt, and dirt don't hurt, so pop it in your mouth and let it work." That means so much to me right now looking back on it. I've been doing some reading lately, yes I read, and in doing so come across some things that have been pointing me towards some "thing" aka-God. It's pretty interesting how he's inched his way into my life. Now I should say this, it's not like he was never a part of my life before. I used to frequent church until about 4th grade. Then from there until about the time I moved out of my parents' house I would go about every other weekend to receive the word. Even after moving out I constantly recited my nightly prayers to Him. Just something that was more of a formality, sort of a propiety for Christians. I said sort of. But as of the last week, or so, He has started to "talk" to me through different sources. So instead of always ignoring Him I picked up the Bible and started flipping through it, just reading at random from different scriptures. Touching. Some interesting stuff. It's scary. Scary in a good way. So i'm reading a book I got as a Christmas (yeah that is funny) gift, written by your favorite one-time aetheist turned Christian writer CS Lewis, titled Mere Christianity. It's a good look on both sides and starts off very non-persuasive (of course). But that's where I am right now...and...I don't think i'm turning back this time. It's not going to happen overnight and it's really a constant struggle as far as I can see but it's the road that has called me back to it. This little light of mine...