To Shout From The Rooftops
Yup, that's me and Jesus chilling on the roof because we’re tight like that. But you can be that close too, ‘cause God wants to be your friend and shower you with love.
You know that feeling when you realize what the most valuable thing is to you, and you just wanna tell everyone in uncontainable excitement?! Like this:
The kingdom of heaven is like treasure hidden in a field, which a man found and covered up. Then in his joy he goes and sells all that he has and buys that field. Again, the kingdom of heaven is like a merchant in search of fine pearls, who, on finding one pearl of great value, went and sold all that he had and bought it. - Matthew 13:44-46
And now that I finally understand what my greatest treasure is, on a deep and personal level, I'd like to share how I found the source of true, lasting joy and peace. So this blog post is the story of my life, summarized, I guess.
Even though I have to talk about my experiences, I’m not the main character of this story. The main character of this story is a man who saved me from death and darkness, a man who is also God, the creator of the universe. He is my best friend, brother, savior, and greatest joy!
story of my life, i guess
My whole life I’ve known of Jesus. My parents knew Him, so I grew up hearing about and learning about Him. I was told that Jesus loves me, and I had no reason not to believe it.
In 1st grade or so, on one of the Sundays in the program for kids my church had, we got asked, does anyone want to come up and accept Jesus as Lord and Savior? I thought, of course! I hadn’t known that was a thing you were supposed to do. That’s when I got saved, I suppose. I didn't feel anything special, but you don't have to. It can be quite natural like that, especially if you’re a kid growing up with church. I had a good relationship with God, attended church things, didn't get a habit of reading the Bible but had a habit of talking to God.
Through the Storm, He is Lord
TW: su*cidal thoughts // skip to the next section to avoid!
The event above occurred while Jesus was preaching on Earth ~2000 years ago. When we go through storms in life, it’s easy to feel like God doesn't care. One such case was my experience with moving from Arizona to Washington when I was 12.
Prior to moving, I was already experiencing a strange decline in motivation in the second half of 7th grade, which even came with the occasional desire to not be alive. Though I was always way too scared to ever come close to acting on any suicidal thought in my life, the desire to not exist floated by in tough moments.
Moving here, the hilly topography caused motion sickness, and the weather shift was jarring, as it would be to any desert kid. As the saying goes, you don't realize what you had till it’s gone. Never did I miss the sun and cactuses so much until I moved to such a rainy and dark environment.
But the toughest aspect to me was the loneliness of starting over again, not knowing a single person in this entire state. In 8th grade, the last year of American middle school, it felt like everyone already knew each other. Having been rather ‘shy,’ I didn't know how to make friends.
I lost all my old interests- including reading books and playing video games like Pokemon- but I went all-in on new interests, namely drawing and kpop. These two went hand in hand for me. In fact, kpop is what got me into drawing (those celebrities) with a serious intent to improve. While drawing nonstop, I let my grades fall to the wayside because I had no motivation for academics. Thank God it was only 8th grade and had no impact on my college apps later.
So many times in my life this applied…
Somehow, God used that period of time to get me into drawing. God doesn't give us depression, it’s the devil who does that, but God is always able to turn seemingly bad situations for good. I'm not trying to say that having depression was good, and I’m also not saying that it's ‘good’ to neglect academics, but I wouldn't have improved so much in art that year if I hadn't spent all that time drawing. And I am grateful that God was still working even through the period of depression. So it was a crucial part of my life, not a wasted part.
At the time this was all going down, I still knew God was real, but I was kinda upset at Him. I thought He didn't really care about me because of all the loneliness and depression. I wasn't finding God worth the attention because I really was upset at Him, and I would sometimes sit in the bathroom during all of church service and use my phone, or just listen to music during service.
But the truth is God was there the whole time sustaining me, leading me to people who are still my friends to this day (shoutout if you're reading this!), guiding me into art, and keeping me from lasting harm. I was the one who was ignoring Him, but He never ignored me. I never rejected or renounced Him, you could say I was just going through a rebellious phase.
Early in 2017, I wrote something about suicide on a History assignment and my teacher reported it to the school out of concern. I found myself talking to the nice counselor again; I think we had talked before, when I skipped school. I was really desperate for therapy, any sort of help, and she asked me if I wanted to tell my parents. I said yes. We let them know, and my mom was pretty concerned, so she found some Christian therapist for me.
I only recall him being a pretty nice fellow. At a certain point, I was going there to just have a complete yap session about random stuff for an hour. So I cannot tell you if there was anything specific about therapy that helped me. But what I know is that I was starting to get to know some people by that time, at both school and church. For the first time, I started to actually feel like if I moved away, I would miss some things here. That’s when I realized I was kinda starting to settle in and get more comfortable in this state.
By the time 9th grade rolled around, I was totally happy and renewed. Also I wasn’t mad at God anymore, having realized how He was indeed there all along, just as He was with the disciples in the storm. But I was a bit stagnant in my faith. God was good and important, but school was also important and a lot of work, and my hobbies/fandoms also took up lots of time.
Overcoming Doubts
During high school, I hit the doubting phase that I assume most people who are raised as Christians hit.
“Is God real or are we all just collectively making this up because the idea of him existing is really nice?”
We never talked about the supernatural side of things at my churches, so I hadn't seen miracles or anything like that. My faith in God had been based on “I was raised knowing Jesus died for me and I never had any reason to believe otherwise.” But here I was suddenly wondering, how could we even know?
I wrestled with that for a bit. Then, my mom asked me what I thought about Jesus. That's when I realized that oddly, despite me doubting God’s existence, I had no problem believing Jesus lived, died, resurrected, and basically the entire gospel story. So with some prayers for faith, things fell back into place.
Secondly, I realized the stuff I was learning in AP Physics 1 pointed toward God’s existence and intelligent design- all these equations, formulas, and universal constants that work for the natural world. And nature as a whole points to intelligent design. Like even just look at a tree. The complexity, the cell structures, photosynthesis, all the biogeochemical cycles. You come across a complex machine in the wild, you assume someone made it. You look at all of outer space and how Earth exists in a perfect zone for life and a perfect tilt for seasons, you assume someone made it this way. If I’m generating a random world in a video game, that world is still coming from some sort of code. The code of our world is these mathematical formulas and the laws of physics. These things have already existed and we discover them. Math, for example, is not tangible, yet it exists - solely in our minds - and we discover it. Who put it there?
So science and art proved God and resolved those doubts for 11th grade me.
And By His Stripes We Are Healed
While I knew God was real, I didn't really truly understand His character. Over time, my mom learned that God still works in miracle healings, and I saw her experience it. But my churches never spoke about miracles let alone healing, so it was still largely a faraway concept up through high school.
In 2020, I suffered my repetitive strain injury (likely carpal tunnel) until God fully healed me after 6 months. I made a comic explaining the story below:
Now it doesn't matter how many doubts, questions, uncertainties or oppositions may arise. I know what happened to me, and my ability to draw is a constant reminder. That truly, carpal tunnel is a concern that many if not all artists have to worry about, but now I never have to worry about it again, which is amazing! I cannot be convinced that God is not real and good. That He’s here and loves us!
Rational explanations for God are good, but seeing the supernatural gives me no way of denying Him. Miracles still happen. God moves in healings, dreams and visions, words of knowledge. Call on Jesus, and He’ll show up big time!
Born of Water and the Spirit
“And now why do you wait? Rise and be baptized and wash away your sins, calling on his name.’”
I avoided baptism for so long despite my unshakable faith in Jesus because I was nervous, weirdly enough. Usually when you're baptized at a church you get some time to share whatever you want with the audience, like, the reason you're getting baptized. I knew I needed and wanted to share my testimony about God healing my arms, but the public speaking aspect somehow deterred me.
I got to share at different small group settings, and I had shared with a lot of Christian friends. But aside from putting it on my instagram story, I avoided sharing with others because it felt… both personal and like maybe non Christians wouldn't believe God did this for me even though it was very 100% real.
In hindsight, I would love to tell past me to just proclaim that wonderful story to as many people as possible, Christian or not, because of how important it is and how much this cemented my faith in God. So here, I’m making up for it by telling it in public now, and it kinda does get cooler every year because I can say “I’ve been pain-free for 5 years” and that number goes up every year.
Anyway, back to water baptism: the word baptism means immersion, i.e. being immersed in the water. It's a public display of your faith in Jesus and represents being cleansed. Baptized into His death, burial, and resurrection. You come out of that water a new person. Lots of churches including my old one have them around Easter and Thanksgiving. Whenever those dates rolled around I’d find some new excuse to push it to the next date, and so on. Of course I believed in Jesus and wanted to be baptized, but… sometime in the future!
Well, eventually God got ahold of me. In 2024, we lived in California for 6 months due to personal reasons. There, I regained my habit of attending in-person church, because I had lost that for years after COVID and the convenience of watching livestream church at home. Even though we were just visitors, I found warm and welcoming communities at the various Cali churches I attended.
One day in August, the folks at one of the small churches, REIGN Christian Fellowship, told us about a revival event in LA (an hour away), by Azusa Street. It was long and powerful, with lots of attendees from different churches. By the end of it, they put out a baptism tub and called for anyone who wanted to get baptized to come up. My feet were itching as my mind waged war against my spirit internally. Yeah, I know I need to get baptized still, but not now. This is a weird time. Bunch of strangers I don't know, huge crowd, and I’m not prepared at all.
Maybe like two people got baptized, and then the people up front were still calling for baptism even though no one else was going up for a few minutes. “I really feel like someone else needs to come up,” the prophetess said.
That's you, the Holy Spirit nudged me. It’s gotta be someone else, I argued back.
Then the people up there started addressing every single concern I was debating. “I really feel like there’s someone out there who’s worried about not having a change of clothes but don’t worry, we have towels and it's a sunny day so you’ll dry fast.” Etc.
I felt like God was singling me out in this giant auditorium and I had a choice to make FAST. Stay comfortable, or listen. Finally my feet were running, we were sitting toward the back so I was running to the stage. I got baptized there and had absolutely no regrets. My mom says it was really special because lots of pastors from different churches were there praying for me.
Apparently I got baptized in my Pokemon shirt 😭 That’s how you know it was on the spot
“I knew she was talking about you, but I didn't want to force you to go up, I wanted you to go on your own,” my mom told me. She was pleasantly surprised that I actually went up.
(There was no testimony sharing involved, just go up and get baptized. But, I did manage to give that testimony in front of my church a while ago! And now I’ve made that comic about it, so that it’ll be easier to share around.)
The pastor from REIGN and the other members were so happy for me and they’d taken a video. The amount of love they showed me, a total stranger visiting from far away, was overwhelming. This is what it meant to be in the body of Christ, to find a place of unconditional love-- that is what you find in church.
When I got back to Washington, I got into the groove of in-person church without missing a beat. In my 2024 blogs you can see a lot of my experiences from my 6 months in Cali attending all those lolesports games. But ultimately, the best thing California did to me was a hard reset on my attitude toward church attendance. Slowly but surely, this turned my stagnant life around.
A Shift In The Heart
The biggest reason I didn't really truly know God even though I had been saved and 100% sure of his existence for a long time was that I just didn't read the Bible much at all.
Hebrews 4:12 (ESV) For the word of God is living and active, sharper than any two-edged sword, piercing to the division of soul and of spirit, of joints and of marrow, and discerning the thoughts and intentions of the heart.
The Bible is the Word of God, and the Word is Jesus, so it reveals who He is and His heart. But I had no habit of reading it. I thought hearing it once or twice a week was fine enough, and I knew God was important to me, and he was good and gracious to me, so I felt like I was fine. Of course, He loved me the same the whole time and was waiting for the day I’d come around, which happened to be Sept 12, 2025.
In order to better explain what happened, I made the comic below, ‘The Idol Problem.’
Now this is not to say that things like kpop and esports are inherently bad things- I got lots of good out of them, like friends, new skills, and unique experiences. However, as the saying goes, ‘too much of a good thing is bad,’ or as the Bible says, “If you have found honey, eat only enough for you, lest you have your fill of it and vomit it.” (Proverbs 25:16)
So, to elaborate further on a few things:
Remember how after returning from Cali at the end of 2024, I regained a habit of going to church in-person every week? First of all, I love my church here (shoutout). But back then, I didn’t really know anyone there, I’d just go with my family every week and we’d sit in the back, not really interacting with anyone, just going for the sermon.
But in June 2025, I was invited to the Young Adults group and decided to give it a try. Truly, the group has been a massive blessing in my life, a highlight of every week, and a source of many amazing new friends!
At the same time, I was in a phase of being quite deeply into lolesports, particularly with my favorite player being the first North American to play in Europe. He joined a Spanish organization (Movistar KOI) with a huge fanbase that also showed me lots of love, because online I was “the #1 Jojopyun Fan.” (Note: I’ve taken Jojo off the pedestal of my life but he’s still a good kid, don’t regret supporting him and I wish him the best). During my MSI trip in summer I had a blast meeting the team, as my previous blogs show. However, like the comic explains, being deep into lolesports comes with a lot of ups and downs, not all of which I can really discuss in public.
In general though, if you look at celebrity chasing, it’s easy to see how one can get burned by idealizing something and finding out the reality didn’t match that ideal. For example, there have been plenty of well-loved kpop stars who ended up in scandals - a minority of course, but realistically speaking, a lot of celebrity fans do over-inflate the ‘perfectness’ of their favorite celebrities. And I say that as someone who fangirled for years. It’s not like these people are all secretly criminals, but the reality is they aren’t all angels, they’re just humans like the rest of us, which means… complicated and in many ways flawed. Look up to them for their objective skill in music, sports, gaming, or whatever the field is, but not as paragons of virtue.
Many fans actually do come to realize that, but the response is usually complaining and bitterness, which is definitely something I have fallen into. (If you're a lolesports fan, you probably know that sentiment sorta permeates the fandom.) That also isn’t a great thing; it weighs the soul down, hence why I deeply appreciate God helping me move on without retaining bitter feelings.
Can you be a ‘fan’ of someone without idolizing? Absolutely. But that’s always been difficult for me. Being a fan of someone usually meant I kept up with them, knew a lot about them, made art of them, and talked about them all the time. And the closer I got to Jesus, the more I noticed myself being that way about Him. The difference is that it feels right and fulfilling to be a Jesus ‘fan’, like my soul’s purpose in life, and that He always loves me more than I could love Him. He fills me up and doesn’t drain me. It feels like true freedom, joy, and peace. I think it can’t truly be understood until you give it a try and see for yourself what it’s like. 10/10, definitely recommend because Jesus will never let you down, it's never parasocial with Him, and He is the biggest fan of all the stuff we do for Him!
When I finally began to read the Bible daily, it ultimately completely changed my life. I found myself caring more about the things God cares about most. I found myself naturally letting go of my big vices: Gossip and Complaining. I was able to understand God would help me let them go, and not condemn myself for having fallen into them so much.
God also helped me fix my sleep schedule for the first time in my entire life- comic explanation below.
Most recently, what God helped me with was learning to drive. I took my first lesson on 2/3/26 with no experience at all, took my road test a month later on 3/2/26 and passed with a 96/100! I used to be terrified of driving and it's all thanks to God that the fear fell off. Though I need some more time to really be comfortable driving alone, this is a huge improvement compared to just months ago.
God has helped me in so many other ways I can't list them all but may blog about them in the future. Small things and big things, He cares about every little thing about our lives. He is the voice of gentle encouragement, not the voice that accuses and judges us. I came to realize that He is always speaking, if we would stop and listen. And what He says is like this: I love you so much, my child, you are altogether beautiful.
the adhd section
To address an important factor that I left out of the tale so far.
‘Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder’ is a bit of a misnomer for a condition that affects many aspects of life. On the outside it may appear like the individual has issues with paying attention, yes, but the cause has to do with executive dysfunction. That's why you get things like ‘adhd paralysis’ in which the individual struggles to do or start a task that they really want to.
They do in fact have plenty of ‘attention,’ just an inability to really control where it goes. In some ways, I would rather call it ‘Too Much Attention Disorder’ or ‘Can’t Control Where My Attention Goes Disorder’ (really rolls off the tongue, right).
‘Hyperfocus’ is when you get absorbed in a specific task, hobby, Google search rabbit hole, etc. for a brief time- could be hours or days. For example, the very few times I made YouTube videos were moments of hyperfocus where I had a one-track mind determined to make a specific video idea a reality, and would just spend an entire day or two editing one video. In the process of hyperfocusing, you can easily neglect important things like eating, exercising, using the bathroom, sleeping.
‘Hyperfixation’ is when you get absorbed in a specific interest for a longer period of time, like weeks, months, or years. You could hyperfocus on drawing something for a day, but you could hyperfixate on a specific fandom, person, hobby for a year.
While hyperfocused, someone afflicted with ADHD might stay on task way better than someone without, but the problem is they can't exactly control what task their brain decides to latch onto. It often isn't the most important thing they have to do. They may struggle to do tasks in the right order of priority, and struggle to stay focused if it's an ‘uninteresting’ task.
Now, if you have looked into ADHD, you probably understand these things quite well. Also, as my friends, you know that I talked a lot before about ADHD, the effects, hyperfixations, and the things that had made us feel different than ‘neurotypical’ people.
I was entrenched in this identity I had been clinging to, that explained so much of my life. I didn't realize that just because I had struggled with all these struggles didn’t mean that I had to embrace all of it and say that's who I am. Kinda like how the repetitive strain injury wasn't who I was, and when I realized that and trusted God, it faded away.
ADHDers tend to identify strongly with their hyperfixations. Mine usually flipped between kpop and esports over the years, maybe with some smaller ones (pokemon, star rail) in the middle. So as the above comic shows, I called them ‘cycles’ because the same pattern would constantly repeat. Kpop or esports would be fresh and flashy and bring all this temporary excitement and satisfaction, but eventually lose their luster, reveal their flaws, and become miserable and draining, even. Then I would go back to the other fandom and start the cycle again.
I was consigning myself to this. Maybe no fandom will last. At least I have art and I have God. But I was sad because I wanted to be able to just stick with one thing, with one fandom. I didn't want to lose the passion I was feeling so strongly at the start of each hyperfixation.
ADHD explained real struggles of mine, but it was also keeping me jailed, making me believe there were unchangeable struggles that I would always face. And that belief gets dangerous. But I have so much empathy for the ADHDers out there because what they've experienced is real. The yearning to understand yourself is real. The yearning to be able to explain why you constantly struggle with certain things.
Through the constant cycles, I longed for stability. Deep down, I knew that the answer, the definitive and final answer, was to put Jesus first in my life. I knew He had never really been first in my life and that He would be able to end the constant cycles. But that would mean letting go of my fandom hyperfixations for good, which had been a major part of me for so long. (Doesn't mean you have to completely cold turkey those things, it just means you don't prioritize and value them over God.) I was afraid of what it would mean to truly put Jesus first, knowing there would be no going back. I wanted to be me first, Christian second. But “me” was constantly changing. The hyperfixation always shifted.
As the comic shows, Jesus pulled me out of that hole and I discovered my fears were unfounded, because following Him is so much more fulfilling and peaceful than following those unstable passions. He indeed is the answer.
Before, y’all (my friends) knew a lot about my hyperfixation struggles, but probably didn't know that much about my faith because I kept it quiet. I didn't wanna yell Jesus on the rooftops, I wanted to whisper Him in my head on Sunday mornings. Now it's gonna be the opposite, so I hope you don't mind me yapping about Him, and even if you do mind I can't help myself. This truly is ‘the last hyperfixation I will ever have.’
“And calling the crowd to him with his disciples, he said to them, “If anyone would come after me, let him deny himself and take up his cross and follow me. For whoever would save his life will lose it, but whoever loses his life for my sake and the gospel’s will save it.”
Naturally, the things of the world are unstable and unreliable. The only place to get lasting joy and fulfillment is something unchanging, aka God. God is the source of all joy and good things, so you’re in good hands (the best hands) when you truly put Him first.
So we can enjoy the good things here. We can also enjoy entertainment like video games! But idolization is where the problem lies. These things can never be your ultimate source of identity and purpose, because they will always let you down in that regard. We were made in such a way that only God can fill the God-shaped void in our lives, and attempting to stuff anything else in that void inevitably fails.
Having experienced true fulfillment in God, I still sometimes feel those temptations to slip back into the old ways- but I can’t go back. Because I remember even with the high highs, there were always the low lows. And life is better with God first, as He should be. Not always easier, but always better.
My past philosophy with art was “real life is difficult, so I try to imagine a happier world through art.” While I still think real life can be pretty difficult and Jesus also said as much (John 16:33), I know that difficult does not equal unhappy. The Word says to ‘rejoice always’, and that means it is actually achievable. Only through Jesus. So nowadays, I’m saying, I'm not imagining a ‘happier’ world through art, but I’m expressing the joy in real life found only in Christ. It exists in reality, it does! I used to get caught up in imaginary worlds a lot and I love them still. But the imaginary worlds aren’t better than real life. They can only express emotions that exist in reality. That joy from exploring a great fantasy universe? The source of joy is our God.
The Search For Identity
ADHD is not something people want to live with because of the struggles with functioning and not being able to get things done that you want to get done. It’s a disability, not a personality trait.
So, why are there conditions like this? Well, we know that the world was corrupted when sin first entered, and this is a natural consequence of that. Like when you put even a tiny drop of paint in a cup of water, the whole cup is now tainted.
And there's an enemy, the devil, who wants to deceive people into thinking these things define us and can't ever be changed. But it's a disability, and God can heal that just like with any other condition. God is our healer.
So, encouraged by some visions, I’m not gonna be identifying with this disorder anymore. The symptoms may take a while to catch up, I’d be lying if I said I never have random hyperfocus moments anymore, but the important thing is to feel peace. So far, lots of areas have improved already in terms of executive function, not to mention I’m not stuck in the pit of shifting hyperfixations anymore.
Also, it is good to be aware of the symptoms and struggles. That helps us recognize when a struggle appears that is not normal, not healthy, and unwanted, so we can rebuke it in the name of Jesus.
Though, why do some who pray not get fully healed in the end? I don't fully know, I don't want to pretend I understand everything, I am not God and it is impossible for us to be God. What I do know is that He is faithful, He is good, He is perfect and sees the full picture that we are unable to see. We love to credit ourselves or others rather than God when anything good happens, but when anything bad happens we seem to love blaming God. Well, God is the one who provides all the good things. The bad things do not come from Him, but from the corrupted world and the devil.
So I believe it’s good to seek healing from God, for, “You have not, because you asked not.” (James 4:2) And knowing you’re already healed by His finished work, you can live life believing that.
James 4:2-3 (ESV) You desire and do not have, so you murder. You covet and cannot obtain, so you fight and quarrel. You do not have, because you do not ask. You ask and do not receive, because you ask wrongly, to spend it on your passions.
Ephesians 2:8-10 (ESV) For by grace you have been saved through faith. And this is not your own doing; it is the gift of God, not a result of works, so that no one may boast. For we are his workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works, which God prepared beforehand, that we should walk in them.
No matter what, even if you continue to struggle with the symptoms of ADHD or anything else, I just want to encourage you to not identify with the disorder, but to have hope and see yourself the way God does, which is that you are created in the image of God for good works, and you are so very loved.
We have a seemingly endless search for labels, and I understand because I had been doing the same thing for so long. Finding so many labels for myself. Infp, hsp, adhd, 4w9, fan of this, fan of that…
There is never an end to labels, because we are all so much more complex than any man-made label could encompass, and deep down you know that too. But I also know what encompasses me entirely is everything the Word of God says about us: Beloved daughter of God. Here's a few examples-
1 John 3:2 (ESV) Beloved, we are God’s children now, and what we will be has not yet appeared; but we know that when he appears we shall be like him, because we shall see him as he is.
Romans 8:14 (NIV) For those who are led by the Spirit of God are the children of God.
Galatians 2:20 (ESV) I have been crucified with Christ. It is no longer I who live, but Christ who lives in me. And the life I now live in the flesh I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me and gave himself for me.
2 Corinthians 5:17 (ESV) Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation. The old has passed away; behold, the new has come.
Psalm 139:13-16 (ESV) 13 For you formed my inward parts; you knitted me together in my mother’s womb. 14 I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Wonderful are your works; my soul knows it very well. 15 My frame was not hidden from you, when I was being made in secret, intricately woven in the depths of the earth.
So I don’t need any other labels. I’m satisfied in this, and it is freeing. The search is over, hallelujah! The Word of God is life and light. When I can understand how God sees me, I no longer need to obsess over how the world sees me or what labels fit me.
Why are people so obsessed with searching for identity, for an understanding of who am I? You’re most likely able to relate to, “it would be nice if someone could just tell me exactly who I am and why I am the way I am.”
We want to understand ourselves, which indicates that we don't fully understand ourselves. So we try to figure it out. And certain labels seem to work, so they stick. “Oh, ADHD seems to explain so much about me.” But it’s not like every single person diagnosed with ADHD is the exact same. There are all these other things that can describe who you are. Culture, upbringing, personality, preferences, etc.
There is an undeniable inherent desire to understand ourselves and our purpose and role in this world. It says “Internally I can't be satisfied with just thinking I’m a clump of cells that spawned in this time and place for no particular reason.” It says, “I need purpose and meaning, whether that's created by me or someone else.”
I’d say this universal human urge toward finding purpose, meaning, and identity points toward something greater than just the material world.
We all know there are people who are wildly “successful” by societal measures yet remain unhappy, dissatisfied, and/or unfulfilled in their lives. So, it just isn't true that our dissatisfaction and lack of fulfillment is caused solely by our societal circumstances, our careers, financial security, relationships, etc. Then what causes it?
What are you really here for, and what comes after this life? If you can’t answer that with confidence, you’ll have lingering dissatisfaction within you, even if you go on to become extremely successful in this life by societal standards.
Deep deep down, we all know in our hearts that there is more to life than this. More than what we see here. That we’re not just random clumps of cells on a giant rock hurtling through space headed toward the thermodynamic heat death of the universe, with no lasting purpose for being here. Eternity is written on our hearts.
Without always realizing, we’re yearning for the most important relationship we can have… a relationship with our Creator. Upon finding Him and finding out what He says about who we are, everything begins to make sense. The seemingly unending search for identity and meaning ends because we find the ultimate answer.
The Good News
I’d like to close off this long post with a visual depiction of what’s called the ‘Good News.’ A mini comic, if you will.
Part of what makes the news good is that it's so simple. There may be lots of questions and complexity to following Jesus after being saved, but to actually be saved is very simple: just believe.
Life can be a bit like swimming through an ocean trying to get from one point to another. However, we encounter storms, obstacles, and things that weigh us down. Not only that, but our desired destination might not actually be the best place for us to go toward. You might finally reach it just to find out it's not quite what you imagined it to be.
I think of Jesus always waiting around for us to call for His help. He’s a gentleman and won’t force anyone into the boat, He waits for people to be willing. To be willing to admit we can't do this journey of life on our own. It may seem daunting to step into that boat with Him but it's the best decision I ever made. He’s got the roadmap to living your best life.
So I encourage all you seekers of truth: if you are still unsure, continue searching. For I am certain this is a matter of importance, and I am also certain that true peace and assurance in this world and beyond can be found only through Jesus Christ, who is God, and cares about you very much. He’ll always be one prayer away no matter where you are in life.
God loves you at all times no matter what. But we do have a limited time to accept His love and allow Him into our hearts. So I pray you would consider all of this.
(If you have really read this whole extremely long post, I thank you very much. This took me months, but in the future I’m hoping to write shorter posts. Feel free to subscribe to the mailing list so you can be notified!
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