My Concept of God

My Concept of God

By Andrea Tadpole-Broussard 

12/3/24

I am writing this on my own page, where my beliefs and thoughts about God are all that matter. I am not pointing anyone out since I have the utmost respect for others points of view, even if we differ. I am just going to share my heart. So, here goes...

If one were to reread what I wrote called "My Promise Ring" one would see that God is mentioned many times. I happened to call what I experienced manifestation, someone else might call it name it claim it, others call it an answered prayer. I agree with all of those.

Honestly, I believe we all pray all the time. I read a little book years ago. It was about the Lord's Prayer. The last page said, "If every thought is a prayer, what have you been praying for all day?" Think about it. Deep, huh?

For me, nothing is "new age". It is all about how I personally experience my Higher Power who I choose to call God, Jesus and the Holy Spirit each day. If I lock God in a tiny box in my mind because I am afraid I will go to hell if I open my Spirit and mind and ask Him to enlighten and awaken a deeper walk with Him, then I am serving the wrong god (notice the little "g"). Either God, Jesus and the Holy Spirit are all powerful, all loving and all forgiving, or I am screwed. 

I learned a long time ago not to limit God. I mean He rules the Universe! What am I afraid of, that He might bless me?! I also realized that the very people I judge the harshest, turn out to be my greatest teachers. Everyone has their own journey with God. He comes to all of us individually, in the way we each personally understand Him. What works for you might not work for me and vice-versa.

I simply do my best each day to seek my Higher Power with all my heart and be open to what He shows me. Some days are better than others. That is where the beautiful gift of God's grace comes in. 

One last thing...I believe that God loves me because of who He is. It has nothing to do with me and how good or bad I am. I spent many years drinking and drugging and kept telling myself when I get good enough I will get help and get back to God. Today, I understand that God loved me just as much when I was face down in my puke drunk and high as He does today with over 38 years sober and clean. He came to me where I was and picked me up with the help of angels on earth along the way. For that, I am truly grateful and I why I cling so tightly to the freedom and love my Higher Power has taught me. I will never apologize for my concept of God. It is mine and mine alone.