I met God one night in my car on my way home from hanging out with friends. It was unexpected to say the least. I didn't even think he existed and if He did, He hadn't really taken the time to make it perfectly clear. If He had taken the time everyone would believe He existed right? I guess I was wrong. Truth is, I was just ignoring Him. I can't say why exactly, just that I know I was. When I met Him, I understood what true life was about. It's not about the distractions. I hate religion. Rules don't determine one's eternal destination. I hate empty beliefs. I hate the things in this world that distract us from who God is, but I love everyone who's distracted. I myself am distracted - continuously. Wierd. Anyway, He's amazing. Ask me how.