You have to see it to believe it, you say?
God is a fairytale because you can’t see Him?
Let me ask you, then, why do you believe in the wind?
Is it because you see the evidence of it in the swaying of the trees?
Well then, let me be the tree; my life be the branches. Let the changes in my spirit be the evidence of His handy work.
Do you believe in the power of the wind, the way it can break the strongest tree with its invisible hand?
Then believe in God’s hand, which has healed my broken spirit.
Let my life be all the proof you need.
Yes, sometimes seeing is believing, but you must take off your blinders if you really wish to see.