My God's is not dead

For me, the religion is a very important topic in my life. The presence of this supreme being who takes care of me, supports me everywhere I go is a fundamental part of my life. How this thought it came to me? What influence make me stay on this perspective? As many people would say that his parents taught him to think or they study in a Christian school and l they came to this point because of that. I can confirm that if it was possible to erase everything this places influence my way of thinking, but one experience made strengthen my spirit and really  confirm that the father who died for us and guide us through every day really exist. The day that my grandfather died and I explain the connection between us in many entries before. I remember as if it was yesterday that the night in which all my relatives were in the hospital with him, I had like 13 to 14 years old I was thinking at that time that he was just so sick, I never thought that was serious. I was sleeping in the bed of my parents when between my dreams a voice was calling me again and again, I thought that it was one of these children's crazy dreams. But no, it was my grandfather speaking itself together with a bearded man to his side, grandfather was saying to myself "Granddaughter are you there?" and I never answered him but I remember that his words were "Please take care of the family, I know that they all will understand the reason of my go, be a good daughter and an excelent human being. I trust them to you, please let them know that by you  I  say goodbye of all, I love you". Several seconds later my parents come to my house of the hospital with the sad news. They came to me and told me "Roxanne we have to say something to you" I answered " I Already know it, grandfather died, he said goodbye to all of us throght me". Both remained amazed, but from there I absolutly confirm that yes there is a father, our father. I never knew why my grandfather chose me, as his menssenger but thanks to this God I take it to where I go. Because it exists, otherwise how could I know that my grandfather died if I was alone in my house? I never been tjese kind of persons who need to see to believe but always I take this experience in my heart. We must be faithful believers of God, he does not ask us to be every hour entrusting it but yes occasionally remember that it exists and take it in your being for the rest of your walk in this world.