MelDoyle

I'm an atheist, and I talked to my wife about it last night. I was already an atheist when I met her, so naturally I ended up with someone who was also an atheist. But over the past couple of months, I've been having dreams where someone is talking to me, along with these weird signs. I chose to ignore them because I didn't believe in any of that. Our life is fine. Actually, it's better than a lot of my peers'. We got a new house this year, our child is healthy, and my relationship with my wife is stronger than ever. Seven years strong. So why would I believe in God? We're not struggling financially or emotionally, and we're all healthy. There's no need for us to believe in a supernatural being. But these past few months, out of nowhere, I've felt this calling that Jesus is real. It gives me goosebumps, but not from fear. More like a sense of awe or shame. Like He loves me so much, even though I'm so small and unimportant. And then, for some reason, all my beliefs that God isn't real just disappeared. Suddenly, I wanted to come back. I don't fully understand why I feel this way, but I do. I want to return. I hid it from my wife because I knew she'd laugh at me. That's how I used to be too. But I've been seeing so many signs telling me to trust in Him and tell her, that God is trying to save her through me. I still couldn't do it because of our old beliefs. But last night, I finally did. I told her I'm starting to believe in Jesus Christ. (This is going to be a long post, so I'll just shortcut what we talked about.) She didn't laugh. I didn't expect her reaction at all. For context, the conversation about God started around 2 a.m., though I tried to bring it up around 1 a.m. There were a lot of detours because I didn't know how to say it. But she said she'd keep an open mind about God, since she never expected me to become a believer out of nowhere. This Sunday, we're going to church for the first time as a family. I'm very excited.