A surprise party & some thoughts

I just came home from my first own real and awesome surprise b-day party. I cant believe that my sis and her husband made me a surprise party. It was awesome. they told me that we are going to a cinema together but we ended up with a bunch of my friends and we played games and had fun. I still cant believe that. Thanks God for friends. Its a blessing.

And another thing that happened to me. In the college I have to do a sport so I picked up canoe... So every thursday I go to the school dock and I sail. Its pretty cool... And canoes are for 2 people so there was another guy with me in the canoe. We talked and I found out that he studies two schools at once: Physics and Philosophy... a crazy man... And I told him that I was at a bible college last year. So we started talking about God and christianity. He really knew what is he talking about. I am pretty sure that he has this type of conversation pretty often and he is searching for God. And he asked me a question. I really didnt want to get this question at this time. However. Thanks God for it because it made me think again. The question was: What is your reason to believe? What is your reason to be a Christian? And at first I really didnt have the answer right away. Honestly. I really didnt know and I was afraid that he is right-that I have no reason.
Suddenly, the ethernal life wasnt important... It wasnt my reason It was too far. too unreal. The fact that Jesus died for me was not my reason either. I cant even imagine that. But, why do I believe then? Do I really believe because my mom told me to? Because I feel that it is right? Not really.
This question really got me. I was speechless. But... Then I got it. After the class we had a worship practice. I couldnt worship with this question in my head. So I just started writing notes. Short prayers to that God I havent met in soo long. I started writing names. I didnt know why. Names of the people who I really care for but who dont know Jesus. And then He touched me. Suddenly I realized that the reason to believe is that He gives me a reason to live. He is the only person who can give me the reason to live. And the reason is the other people. He wants to meet them. And he wants to use me. And the names I wrote down are my reasons to live, and they are my reasons to believe. All the people I meet on the street are my reasons. Jesus gave me the reason.
Not that I didnt know this... But sometimes you need to realize some thruths again and again... So I hope that this will encourage you. God bless you all