To take a journey is to travel from one place to another. But what does a spiritual journey look like? How does a person move from one place to another when it comes to belief in God? In our modern world, is a journey toward faith in God even defensible? Are there reasons for faith when most of us observe that the world seems to be terribly broken? Are there reasons for optimism when it seems clear that so many people are broken? And are there reasons for hope when—in our most perceptive moments—we recognize ways that we too are broken? Is there evidence that suggests it is rational to believe that some kind of God exists? Or that the central claims of Christianity are true? Regardless of what you've believed about God in the past, what if such evidence does exist? This is the story of one person's journey. It is a story of discovery. I wrote it with the hope that it might be thought-provoking for you, wherever you are in your spiritual journey.