Broaden my horizons... what can I say to that?
You know, I once considered myself very intellectual. Brilliant as a matter of fact. In that, I was incessantly pushed prodded, even admired by many teachers as a young adult. Off the chart IQ scores, high SAT scores, full scholarships, full not partial, to every college I applied to... I am pretty well educated even I can say so myself.
Then I got saved. the very very last thing I ever expected was that the Lord himself would show up on my doorstep and spend the next few years working with me almost daily. I guess he had to do that because I was such a mess, mostly because I was so educated. I was too smart for him, I had an answer for everything.
How can I describe his presence to you... he is life, and yes God is love... his presence... his spirit... exudes love, life... a force, quite a force of those two things. You can feel his presence from a distance and it puts you on your knees... in awe yes but mostly from the sheer lack of ability to stand in the forceful power of his presence. When he is near, he controls you indeed he does. without ever touching you, without you ever seeing him. Quite scary it was at first I admit. When he is angry... you are like a leaf blown away in the wind.
My textbooks... my library shelves full of philosophy, psychology, by almost every known author since aristotle and plato, jung ( I always hated freud) nietsche the whole gamut...my various studies of religious belief in my quest for God over the years.. hinduism, buddhism, taoism, native american, mexican indian, mayan, quantum physics, it goes on and on...I had to pretty much dump into the garbage can after this experience as so much crap.
I do sincerely believe, and in my own life have all the evidence of it that I need, that God did speak this world into existence. He thought, it happened. Life exists here because He is near, because He is life.
We worship a living God, and no shiva, no allah, no buddha, nothing can compare to him. Nothing stands in his presence unless he desires it to. He is alive, he is huge and powerful beyond even my imagination, and we are but a very very small and I must say, very inferior, image of him.