Something that I written a little bit ago. Wanted to share. One night I was thinking about my faith and what it means to me and where it may take me in this life and the after. So, I wrote something things down.
I'm not sure at what point my faith was sparked, but I do wonder if ....
Was it when I was born and given life by the Creator?
Was it when I attended bible camp as a young child?
or maybe it was when I was present a choice of His way or my way and chose "my way."
God tells us that He uses all things for the good that love Him. Does this include wrong choices made by the ones that don't believe in Him? Did God build my faith through that?
I will never know the correct answers to any of those questions and if I was to answer them they would only be guesses at this point. However, my faith was something that came to me three years ago and has given me a whole new life and has opened me to a world I never knew existed. A world of love, hope, compassion and peace. It has allowed me to push through the fears of my heart to do His will. It has allowed me to see God's glory through my friends, family and even strangers.
My faith has allowed me to seek His face in every detail of my life. It has comforted me during the times I see no hope or in my times of grief. It has given me the peace in knowing that eventually the love of my life will join me in heaven. Because in His word He says to everything there is a time and a reason under heaven. I am trusting in God's timing for the salvation of my husband and that only comes through having faith.
Now don't get me wrong, my faith is hard to have at times. Especially when those nasty little things like fear, pride, stubbornness and self-pity creep in and try and erase my faith. You k now what though?> When I humbly place those negative things through prayer at the feet of the King, He blesses me. He talks to me and whispers in my heart "be still and know I am here." Then I am reassured that He isn't leaving me and He isn't going to leave me stranded, isolated or alone. It is then I realize that my faith is building, growing and maturing and then I carry on with my day.
I can honestly say that my faith is and will be with me until I die. Then when that day comes and I've left this earthly home, it will then be realized. I will no longer need my faith. I will at that time, without a shadow of a doubt k now that I made the right choice. I did trust my heart to the right person. I shall bow down to Jesus Christ, Lord of Lords, my God of hope, Comforter of my heart and the salvation of my soul with a reverence and aww that only a King deserves.
Thank you God for the grace and mercy that you have given me and I am so thankful that all I have to do to obtain this precious gift you've given me is to have faith.
My Faith
I'm not sure at what point my faith was sparked, but I do wonder if ....
Was it when I was born and given life by the Creator?
Was it when I attended bible camp as a young child?
or maybe it was when I was present a choice of His way or my way and chose "my way."
God tells us that He uses all things for the good that love Him. Does this include wrong choices made by the ones that don't believe in Him? Did God build my faith through that?
I will never know the correct answers to any of those questions and if I was to answer them they would only be guesses at this point. However, my faith was something that came to me three years ago and has given me a whole new life and has opened me to a world I never knew existed. A world of love, hope, compassion and peace. It has allowed me to push through the fears of my heart to do His will. It has allowed me to see God's glory through my friends, family and even strangers.
My faith has allowed me to seek His face in every detail of my life. It has comforted me during the times I see no hope or in my times of grief. It has given me the peace in knowing that eventually the love of my life will join me in heaven. Because in His word He says to everything there is a time and a reason under heaven. I am trusting in God's timing for the salvation of my husband and that only comes through having faith.
Now don't get me wrong, my faith is hard to have at times. Especially when those nasty little things like fear, pride, stubbornness and self-pity creep in and try and erase my faith. You k now what though?> When I humbly place those negative things through prayer at the feet of the King, He blesses me. He talks to me and whispers in my heart "be still and know I am here." Then I am reassured that He isn't leaving me and He isn't going to leave me stranded, isolated or alone. It is then I realize that my faith is building, growing and maturing and then I carry on with my day.
I can honestly say that my faith is and will be with me until I die. Then when that day comes and I've left this earthly home, it will then be realized. I will no longer need my faith. I will at that time, without a shadow of a doubt k now that I made the right choice. I did trust my heart to the right person. I shall bow down to Jesus Christ, Lord of Lords, my God of hope, Comforter of my heart and the salvation of my soul with a reverence and aww that only a King deserves.
Thank you God for the grace and mercy that you have given me and I am so thankful that all I have to do to obtain this precious gift you've given me is to have faith.