An Incident of Consequence

My mom had terrible anemia on January 8th of this year. She had to be in the hospital for a few days for a blood transfusion. At one point it looked as if she would surely die. Her blood pressure had dropped to 38 over 15. At that moment I looked to the heavens out of the fifth floor window. The sun was in the window. I closed my eyes and put my face directly in the light letting it bathe the inside of my eyeballs. I prayed to God to help my Mom have the energy and strength to stay living. I then went to her bedside, held her hand and told her "now its time to fight!" About 10 seconds later her blood pressure began a steady upward ascent to stabilize around 110 over 60. She felt better.

This incident showed me that God exists. This was proof on a personal level. It was not anything public that could easily sway masses of chanting converts. God does not act upon "the public" if any such monstrosity exists other than in the minds of socialists and fascists. If any force acts upon such an abstraction it is the Devil.

God acts in the lives of individual humans. By acts I do not mean doing favors for people. I mean that God is the necessary will, strength and courage that allows for humans to rise and create and think and achieve and sometimes just to continue to live on. This is the simple yet profound truth that Life is better than death, that to fight for Life is that only path to a noble death. This nobility of spirit is the warm and steady strength that God provides us even if we don't know how or why or float on an ocean of doubt. As Churchill said, Man is Spirit.