During my undergraduate work at the University of Utah, I could not wait to get out into the real world where very successful, credentialed men and women freely spoke of God, and their belief in His Son.
My professors were unrelenting in their attacks on religion. Which, as I look back on it, wasn't an attack on my deeply held conviction that God would somehow manifest Himself to me, reach out to me, and send messengers of His love for me.
That He did.
I've never needed "religion." But the fellowship of the Saints, who are no more strangers, who are members of the Body of Christ - that is a different matter.
Truly, though, those professors could never touch my core of spirituality - my sense of a larger reality than even they were aware of.
For a metaphor of what I mean, turn to the film Contact. The film stars Jody Foster as the hard-core scientist butting up against, and loving the Matthew Macoughany (sp?) character who believes in God and understands faith as having evidence - evidence of things not seen, but experienced at a very profound personal level - very real.
At the end of the Congressional inquisition, and not being able to communicate what she knows to others, she finds herself utterly alone, except for him.
And after a moving scene in which she attempts to tell the world what she knows and cannot utter well, she, as the embodiment of science, and he, the embodiment of faith, embrace.
And so should we all! Knowing that without love of our neighbor as we love ourselves, this world is a sterile promontory!
Without this love, even for the generations gone on, the Earth would be utterly wasted.
So, why the YAF? An oasis in a large unending desert.
Drink deeply!
Get involved today, call 1-800-USA-1776 or go to http://www.yaf.org/
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