Mark, this was truly amazing, and like so many others, I thank you for sharing it. Your writing and sharing also reveal the "splendor of God," and inspire others to seek it in their lives. I know it has in mine. To that extent, you have led others to continue your quest, and isn't that what it's all about? Thank you again. It's my privilege to call you friend and inspiration.

The moment God became real to me came at the age of 10 when I first heard the story about my death at age 3. When I heard my mother talking about how I was just walking down the street and her turning around to find me unconscious on the ground. And then with her explaining how after we got to the hospital the doctor came out and asked me how long I hadn't been breathing. To hear her tell of how she and my godparents and my brother rearranged the chairs in the waiting room and prayed until the doctor came back out to tell them that I was breathing and seemed to be okay, That's what made me believe. I have had my moments of doubt about whether I'm worthy of His love, but never have I doubted since that day that He exists and is very much real.