For me, knowing God, knowing He is who He says He is, knowing I’m one of His children is both easy and complex. I can show you the Scriptures, written over a period of several thousand years, that say what I know. I can tell you how long before any “religion” exisisted He was and how before “religions” that claim to be the oldest in existence are merely models of the Law God gave (first only one, to Adam, then more to Moses). I call tell you all of this but I can’t truly express what I know and feel inside of me. I can’t fully explain how it feels to know the Holy Spirit has touched you, that the Creator of everything that was, is, and will be answers my pleas to Him, the joy and peace inside me I have knowing I have been made new, born again of water and the Spirit. No, if you haven’t experienced it, I can’t fully express it to you. But I know and feel it deeply, passionately, intimately.
A poem I wrote, in the style of tanka, for a writing challenge, prompted this thought line, which I share here:
In the beginning
God created everything
We see, feel, hear, know
Now I’m reconciled to God
Through His only begotten
“But God, who is rich in mercy, for his great love wherewith he loved us, Even when we were dead in sins, hath quickened us together with Christ, (by grace ye are saved;) And hath raised us up together, and made us sit together in heavenly places in Christ Jesus: That in the ages to come he might shew the exceeding riches of his grace in his kindness toward us through Christ Jesus.”