Faith, Part 2

****This is my second entry in an unplanned series on faith. If you want to read the first entry, have at it***

I feel like I am on a journey, a journey discovering what faith means to me and a journey of having that small seed of faith inside me grow. Being raised in a Christian home, I took advantage of faith. It was something that was always there. But now, as an adult, I am having to discover what faith really means and how it applies to my life.

I have struggled for a while now with exactly what faith means. It is kind of an elusive thing to me. Kind of like a feeling. How do I act out a feeling? Well, when I came across something referring to faith as trust, a light clicked on for me. That just made sense. Having trust in God I could totally understand. Now learning to trust God for everything is the journey I am on.

I am an independent person. I am the person that says God gave us brains to figure out things on our own. I am the person that prays if it is your will. I am done with that...well trying to be.

Reading the bible, Jesus says over and over, your faith has made you well. I want that faith. I want the faith that makes me well, the faith that moves mountains. I know I can get it. My heart wants it. It is just figuring out how to get my head there. Figuring out how to trust in God and rely on him for everything. That is pretty big when you think about it.

I have been following this blog about a pastor's daughter in Southern California with cancer. After being declared cancer free in May, they found a tumor in her a week ago. An you know what scripture the dad puts on his blog? Job 1:20-22

Then Job arose and tore his robe and shaved his head, and he fell to the ground and worshiped. He said, ”Naked I came from my mother’s womb, And naked I shall return there. The LORD gave and the LORD has taken away. Blessed be the name of the LORD.” Through all this Job did not sin nor did he blame God.

That is the kind of faith I want. The kind of faith that puts my (and my family's) life in his hands. The kind of faith that completely knows that God is in charge. The kind of faith that is unwavering. The kind of faith that moves mountains. I know it can happen.

It all begins with trust...


  1. You should listen to Britt's latest sermon. It will rock your faith! I am still pondering it.

  2. This is something I can totally relate to. While I think faith generally has come somewhat easily to me (faith that God exists, etc) the patience and knowledge that things will work out according to his will at the time that is best for me is more trying.

    Like right now, married a year and some months, 7 months pregnant...not planned...and my husband who graduated from a respected law school a week before we married cannot find a job. Anywhere. We know things will work out and have been so blessed in little ways along the way.

    Im LDS and something that has helped me for years is this scripture from the Book of Mormon

    27 And if men come unto me I will show unto them their weakness. I give unto men weakness that they may be humble; and my grace is sufficient for all men that humble themselves before me; for if they humble themselves before me, and have faith in me, then will I make weak things become strong unto them.

    I have learned this and seen it manifest in my life over and over (and over) again. That the things that hold us back and can seem so monumental can be overcome simply through an exercise of faith.

    Something I've been pondering a lot lately as well. :) So for whatever its worth.....


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