The Eve Dilemma

Sitting on the floor I could see something sad; the woman telling me Bible stories and the smiling lady teaching songs about Jesus, I didn’t believe the words they said.
I longed to believe in a Heavenly Father as much as I longed for long flowing hair but desperately wanting long hair doesn’t make it a reality. I’d read the Bible through several times before I was twelve, asked a lot of questions and wanted God in my life but didn’t believe. The story of the mustard seed was like a slap in the face because I couldn’t find even a speck of faith in me.
But I did believe my mother loved me and this kept me from giving up. Then one summer this was almost taken away as I faced a dilemma. All logical evidence pointed to the fact that my Mother was trying to kill me. Did I follow logic or the faith that my Mother loved me? I call this an Eve Dilemma. Eve had no scriptures, or text book about how faith brings rewards. She had no mother or grandma to tell her the way. She choose well or we wouldn’t be. I choose to believe my mother loved me when all I could see was that she was trying to get rid of me.
As a young adult I read that if we don’t have the faith, even the size of a mustard seed, but if we have the DESIRE to know, we could find God. I can’t tell you how exciting this was.
God was always there and I finally found what I’d always longed for, because I’d already experienced faith in my mom. Looking at old photos I see myself as a little girl whose mother pulled her hair back into a Long pony tail, first thing every morning. I already had long hair it just was off my shoulders so I didn’t see it
I wrote a book called ‘If Mrs Greeby Asks’ about my Eve Dilemma hoping children will ask questions of parents and they will talk them out and answer them together. The book ‘If Mrs Greeby Asks,’ makes adults and children laugh out loud too. It gives parents and grandparents the opportunity to look into their children’s eyes and tell their little ones how much they love them and are loved by their Father in Heaven.  nancymauerman.com

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