When Faith Feels Foolish

Faith is mysterious.  It feels risky at times.  It can seem foolish at times.

My writing life reminds me of my faith walk … believing in something larger than myself.  I sit down at my desk, and by pure faith, trust that the right words will come, that spending my time devoted to this whole, HUGE thing truly matters, to believe in my heart that this world needs my few words of encouragement, and that I was born for something more than fumbling through life.

When I write, I believe in something no one else can see.  I step out knowing there are no guarantees it will mean anything to anyone.  But I do it anyway.  I believe in it anyway.  Exactly like my love for God and talking with the unseen Living God.  Not everyone will understand why a logical, seemingly balanced person would devote her time to something unseen, unproven.  I do anyway. I believe in Him anyway … no matter what any one says.

I have been reading in the book of Joshua the last couple of days.  Chapter six describes the fall of Jericho and the type of faith that might look foolish on the outside.  In verse two, The Lord said to Joshua, “I have given you Jericho, its king, and all its strong warriors. You and your men march around the town once a day for six days.  Seven priests will walk ahead of the Ark, each carrying a ram’s horn.  On the seventh day you are to march around the town seven times, with the priests blowing the horns. When you hear the horns … have all the people shout as loud as they can.  Then the walls will collapse, and you will take it.”

They brought down the city of Jericho with a mighty battle cry! If you have never heard a ram’s horn … it is the most startling, beautiful, scary, powerful sound, sure to give you the shivers.