“Now faith is being sure of what we hope for and certain of what we do not see.” Hebrews 11:1
I’ve just realized I’ve been sheltered at home for the last few years. My children are getting past the stage of “Yes, I have children, but they aren’t allowed out in public”, we have been venturing out more and more. With this new adventure comes some unexpected conversations. They usually go like this:
“So you’re a mom and a writer huh?”
“Yep those are my official titles.”
“What do you write about?”
“Faith, motherhood, sanity, you know the usual.”
“Faith? How can you write about faith? They say to each their own and everyones views are so different, it’s so complicated.”
While I agree that each person’s journey to accepting Jesus as their Savior is different, I don’t think it’s complicated. Eight years ago, I may have agreed with you, I was just getting my life back on track and I had an encounter with our Maker. It literally took the life out of me and brought it back again.
Motherhood brings all kinds of experiences, with it comes the amazing draw to get to know God. We get to house His work in our wombs. As our child grows, we become more intimately aware the world around us didn’t start with the Big Bang Theory. So when conversations like this surface, I remember that faith is simple, either we believe there is a God or we are searching.
Searching, exploring, and testing the substance of the Bible isn’t a bad place to be. We collect evidence, gather our thoughts, store away what we are learning and eventually it will make 12 inch journey from our brain to our heart.
So how can I be so sure of my faith? Faith is the confidence we have in possessing the things we hope for of God. Evidence of my faith has been in the unseen things gives me conviction.
It is the checks that have arrived in the mail on time, right down to the exact cent needed.
It is the three miracle children causing mayhem in my home because I cannot have children.
It’s being free of so many addictions of my past.
It’s the confidence gained, knowing I possess the most important job in the world.
It’s the still small voice that whispers my name and speaks to my heart.
So where are you? Are you searching? Are you home? Do you have a simple faith, does it ingite your heart and burn brighter when you share with your kids or friends?