'SIGN'ed, Sealed, AND, Delivered!

     As noted on a, local, Church-sign: 'If you're looking for a 'sign' from God...maybe, this is it!' Don't ya' just LOVE it? In all seriousness, though, this got me to thinking (BIG surprise, there!) about how folks 'see' God, and, His presence, and, EXACTLY, what, sort of 'sign' a person might require, in order to believe in His existence. Many folks, own what is referred to as 'blind-faith', the, whole, 'believing, without ever, seeing', kinda, Faith. To them, I 'lift my hat', for I was NEVER, that, person. Then, there are the people, who, until, given some sort of 'proof', choose NOT to believe, or, are filled with questions,(and...rightfully, so) as to whether, or, not, there 'is a God'. St. Thomas, was, one, such, soul, refusing to accept Jesus' return, after His 'rising from the dead', needing to 'put his fingers in Christ's wounds', in order to accept, that, He had, indeed returned; hence, the term, 'doubting Thomas'. Believe me...I can, SO, relate to how Thomas felt; and, up until the time I received the 'proof', which, I required, to come to know, without a doubt or a question, that, there DOES exist a Higher-Power', I referred to myself as a 'doubting Thomasina'...yes, I did. No longer is this my reality. Today, I am, ever, grateful, that, I have been given the special-opportunity(ies) to experience, which, have come to affirm my faith and make me the 'believer', who, I am, now. The God I believe in understands this type of trepidation, amongst his Creation, and, knows, that, some of us will have doubts, and, require proof. Here's the thing, though, there have ALWAYS been indications of His existence, for me, which, kept me right at the 'fringes of faith', prior to attaining the proof, I required for my complete, acceptance of Him; these, being the BEAUTY, that, exists in the world, the 'Miracle of Life', in all it's forms, and, the MIRACLE, which, each and every one of us is. I did, all the time, continuously, uninterruptedly, and, without exception, see these, as, 'pieces of proof'; Yet, I, still, needed more. I guess, in the 'long-haul', it doesn't, truly, matter how one 'gets here', just, so long as he or she does; And, I am so, rejoiceful, that, I, finally, got here, myself. Just Sayin'...