Week 6 of 52 Weeks of Thankful Thursday
The letter F for Faith
That is a very small 5 letter word.
Lots of small words hold a lot of power…have you ever noticed that?
love / hate / born / kill / grace / king / savior
Those words above cause many emotions to flood through me as I just read them. I don’t think that we realize just how important words are. The Bible says that words (just words!) alone have the power to build or to destroy. No joke. So, I am often amazed at the lack of attention given to words and the power that is given to them. Build up or Tear down…..
The word faith pulls me in such a way that I am often left breathless. Faith…a journey not yet taken…will it be hard? Will it be gentle and kind? Will it be long or just merely a pitstop in my life? Not only am I grateful for the faith I have in my God that is the all-seeing, all-knowing God but He is also the God of grace, mercy and forgiveness…which I am always bestowed these precious gifts in plenty.
My faith is what keeps me hanging on to those promises that He has promised me. He promises a good reward for those that love Him. He promises a place in His big book for me since I love Him and know He sent His son to die for me. My faith tells me that not only did a baby born from a virgin woman but he grew up a sinless man, and I know His father was the Holy God Himself. My faith tells me that this sinless man, named Jesus, then gave his life for all of my sins….past, present and future.
My faith tells me that no matter how hard I think something is…that nothing is impossible with God. (Luke 1:37 – For no word from God will ever fail.)
My faith tells me that I can call on Him whenever I am in trouble. (Psalm 46:1 – God is our refuge and strength, an ever present help in trouble.)
My faith tells me that even in my darkest hour, He is always there. (Job 35:10 – But they don’t turn to God, their creator, who gives them hope in their darkest hour.)
Faith. It is not something you can give away. Or something you can get someone to learn. Or something you can make even your children understand. It is a process of trials, tribulations, gifts freely given to the most undeserving, blessings bestowed in the name of grace and mercy. Harvests reaped in moments of shear panic…on and on faith shows its face.
I am so thankful that compared to some, my life hasn’t been so heavy laden with sorrows that I have to wade through to keep up my faith. I am thankful that I have known my God for many a year…even in times of my running away from Him, I still knew Him.
I am thankful that my faith has led me down paths I never would have taken if it were up to me. I never would have married the coolest man ever, or had the sweetest babies ever, moved across the country because of my husband’s job, or better yet…I am thankful for faith and that each day I get to be home with my children and teach them as God sees fit to lead me. Seriously, never, ever, ever thought I would be that homeschooling mom.
Share your stories of faith with others.
The hard times that you made it through.
The times that food was scarce but you always had just enough to feed the hungry bellies.
The time when the only car/truck you owned was broken and you had to get to work…and someone offered you a ride. And then there was just enough to get the vehicle fixed.
These are all moments that I can assure you have been a part of my life.
Faith…it is what gets me through each day. And for that I am thankful.
In His Grace.
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