Oh Me of Little Faith
I have faith in a lot of things. I have faith that when I lift the handle on the kitchen sink faucet, water will come out. I have faith that my husband and son love me. I have faith that washing the car guarantees some precipitation (or that I will drive beside a rogue sprinkler). And of course, I have faith in a merciful, loving, just God who sent His Son to deliver me from eternal death. In big things and little things... I have faith.
I'm sure we can all admit to having the occasional lapse in faith. The struggle to living in faith is integral to having faith. After all, if faith were easy, it wouldn't be so valuable, would it?
As I look forward to a new year, I want to start a new exercise regimen. Yes, the physical kind, but I also want to exercise my faith muscles. I want to rest in the Lord and believe His promises. Most importantly, I want to grasp that it's not my job to convince God to move, or clue Him in on the right track for My life. He's already got that covered.
And it is impossible to please God without faith.
Anyone who wants to come to him
must believe that God
exists and that he rewards those
who sincerely seek him.
Wishing you all a blessed, and faith-filled, year!