My life was a mess when I decided to face all my conflicts with the religion I had grown up with and tried to make peace with. I started reading the new testament during meetings and conventions just to get through them. I feel that Jesus reached out to me through the scriptures to show me who he really was, and his father by extension. He wasn't anything like what I was hearing at the meetings, and this was still with their version of the bible. I felt his love for me despite my imperfections and sins and stupidity and vanity. I began praying to him, began to become close to him, and begged for direction for my life. I feel like every person I met, either in door to door work (yes, they were witnessing to ME), or other walks of life, were sent to deliver me to the happy place I am now. I am so thankful for this. That, and believing in the real historical Jesus, is the only proof I have. Others need more proof, and I hope they find it with time, but it is an individual experience.