God is a very misunderstood higher force or being that people just cannot grasp. Think about it, the bible refer to Jesus Christ holding the universe in His hand while using the earth as His footstool. God is not asking you to understand Him but to obey and enjoy  His presence amongst us.

All the sayings we have about God, whether we love or hate Him, have been mentioned in the Book of Revelation. God knew there would be a falling away of people and they would start hating Him.

Reading about Job would be the best place to start on who should be hating God and who should not. Job lost everything and to top it all God allowed Job to get horrible sores and boils all over his body. Job stood firm and still praised and worshipped his God. There have been many martyrs in the world who have willingly given their lives for the Lord and would have done it again just out of their love for Him.

God is not complex. He does not expect us to be complicated. He wants us to come before him with humility in our lives and love in our hearts. He does not expect much from us. He is looking for faith the size of a "pinhead". That's all. And yet we cannot give it to him.

On the morning of November 11, 1992 at approximately 04h00, I was involved in a rather unusual accident whilst on duty at Trident Air and Rescue Services. I had been doing body removals after working hours for approximately four months and had been slowly tiring and not taking care of my health. I drove the doctor team even though majority of my patients were code blues.

on the morning in question I allowed a patient's family member to re enter the area in which were doing a removal and paid the ultimate consequence for my actions. I was to end up in a wheel chair paralysed from the waist down.

I was very young at the time and in the prime of my career. So you know what its like to hear the words that you may never do your work again let alone walk.

God came through with a miracle. Although I now walk again, He has limited what I can do. He knew that should He have given me total healing I would have abused it again.

In October 1997 I suffered a TIA (Trans Ischemia Attach) from working long hours, not eating properly and not taking regular rest periods. If you're wondering what a TIA is, it's a Mild CVA or stroke. The process of healing at home took a little longer.

Hospitals at the time were losing face among the people and there was no doubt that I would recover exceptionally fast. I needed to pray and pray big time. As much as I had been back-sliding at the time, God came through for me.

So far we have concluded I was disobedient.

Then came the pen ultimate rescue plan that I had to ask God to implement. A near death horrifying experience. I will not wish this one on anybody, not even my closest enemy. This is an experience that will haunt me to my grave.

From the photos I have shared in this hub you will gain the greatest respect and love for God you have ever known.

It was August 31, 2003. Zandre (my soon to be fiance) and I were on our way from Theunessen to Hartebeesport Dam to get engaged in the wild among the animals. We loved the area and were going to have the wedding and reception at Amazingwe. We were both very happy and excited and the ring was in my pocket ready to slip on her finger. I had allowed her no budget and the opportunity to choose her own ring.

We stopped in Parys to get some refreshments and proceeded to enter the N1 from the Parys Tollgate entrance.  Approximately 5 kilometers after the Vaal River bridge my world as I knew it came to an abrupt end. It was as if God had stopped the world from turning. I awoke in a pool of blood, hanging in my safety belt, with the car on its roof. My right arm was crushed between the roof and door with the glass and frame embedded in my upper right arm.

My legs were lodged in between the peddles. My rib cage was completely crushed with a flail chest. I was struggling to breath. A paramedic had to cut me loose from my belt otherwise I would have died from lack of air.

"Where was Zandre" was all that came to mind at the time. To my relief she approached the car battered and brused but alive. I asked if she still wanted to get married even if I weren't going to survive. As a matter of fact Zandre thought I had passed on while they were cutting me free from the wreckage.

I asked the paramedic to remove the ring from my pants pocket and I placed it on her finger. What a way to get engaged.

The removal of my carcass from the vehicle was painfully long. I did survive the accident but my engagement did not survive and we broke up a few months later.

God had His hand in my survival. He always does. He has a purpose for all of us.

I could go on forever. So why should we hate God?

In the Word it states that God can do no wrong. Even when we believe it to be wrong He has done no wrong.

Because we don't understand and because everything in the world was created by Him we start to hate Him when things go wrong in our lives.

We don't get our own way, we don't get what we want and everything is God's fault. We never blame ourselves.

I have every right, if I go on mans' belief of who God is, to hate him. But I don't hate him. Why? Because I was taught as a young child that God came first in my life. I was taught to love Him and share Him with my colleagues and friends. He is my first and my last.

This true-to-the-bone Roman Catholic would never desert Him no Matter what.