What is Faith?
Faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen (Hebrews 11:1). I don’t see it, but I believe I have it. Sounds simple right? Sounds illogical? But, Faith is actually very practical and sometimes logical. If we believe God is who He is, doesn’t it follow logically that He can do all he says He can? The fact that he sees all, understands all, and controls all should be enough. But sometimes it is not. I have learned to have more faith in God as I move on in life. The many miracles God has worked for our family has me awestruck.
Think about it. The one that formed the eyes (the very concept of seeing) “shall he not see”, and the person that came up with the concept of hearing itself, ‘shall he not hear” asks the Psalmist? You see God created reason, and often uses reason to talk to man about faith. People talk of blind faith, but God is not against us thinking or asking. In fact he invites us to reason and talk with Him. What He is not happy with, is willful ignorance of Him. God reveals himself all around us. He will converse with us and commune with us about our problems, but we must listen to HIM.
One time, my husband and I had mission work to do at Hyde Park Hospital in Chicago. We were on staff with the Chaplain, and had duties we were scheduled to perform that day in visiting the patients. We also were in serious financial troubles at the time. My husband only had enough money to make it to work, where he had a check waiting for him. We did not have enough bus fare to get there, stay to make visitations and get home, and our phone was cut off that morning so we couldn’t call. Here comes logical or illogical. Why would God give us this opening, and then we miss our duties (which the hospital was very tight on)? So we prayed, and God told us to go on to the bus stop. Illogical? Maybe.
As we got there, we noticed a larger crowd than usual. We asked what was going on, and no one seemed to know except that the bus was sitting at the corner down the street for the last 10 minutes. Finally, the bus started moving toward our stop. When the driver opened the door, he stopped everyone from boarding and said these words “listen up people, the fare box is broken in case you were wondering why I was sitting there, I was tryin’ to get it to work, but it won’t work. So here’s what I’m going to do, I ‘m going to give everyone a transfer good for a few hours….” I almost didn’t hear the rest, my husband and I just looked at each other and laughed. As we sat on the bus I thought about how God blessed us and the other people too. What a miracle! And God was right on time.
--Let’s Live Holy---