I had the most honest, transparent, and enriching conversation with a friend this past week about Faith. We shared life’s struggles, life’s successes, and life’s mysteries with each other, spent some time in prayer, and then she said something that stuck with me- “I know it, I do in both my head and my heart, but it’s hard to live that out. It’s hard to live our what you know.”
And she’s right.
When the hardships come and the waters of life get choppy, it’s hard to live in the constant light of Faith; never doubting, never questioning.
There are 18 inches between your heart and your mind. 18 inches. 18 tiny, seemingly insignificant inches. Those 18 inches can feel more like 18 feet can’t they?
I recently finished a book that touched me so personally that I had to write about it and I find myself talking about it to others probably more than I should… Running for my Life by Lopez Lomong. I think people are starting to think I am getting a cut for advertising it so freely. But, no, just very touched by the story line and by Lopez’s unwavering faith.
Lopez Lomong’s story is truly extraordinary. At the age of 6, he was kidnapped by the Somalian resistance and sent to a boy’s prison camp. With the supernatural help of Jesus, he was able to escape one night and run for his life, barefoot across the rough African terrain all the way to Kimotong, Kenya. There he lived for 10 years in a refugee camp in tents with hundreds of other young men, a.k.a “The Lost Boys” prior to being adopted by a sweet American family in Syracuse, NY.
Reading his story, his enormous faith throughout childhood and young adulthood, his ascent into adulthood and becoming an American citizen, his determination and discipline in running, and him sharing his hopes and dreams for the Sudan were so inspiring that I literally could not put the book down.
As I read, I would literally sit in bed with silent tears streaming down my cheeks. When I would place the book on my bedside table, turn the lights out, and roll over, I would spend a few moments in prayer asking Him for more faith. I asked Him to give me a spirit that is faith-filled. I asked Him to enrich, strengthen, and expand my faith in Him, in others, and in myself.
Don’t we all want and need more faith?
Scripture tells us is that all we need is faith as small as a mustard seed. I love the way it reads in The Message…
“Because you’re not yet taking God seriously,” said Jesus. “The simple truth is that if you had a mere kernel of faith, a mustard seed, say, you would tell this mountain, ‘Move!’ and it would move. There is nothing you wouldn’t be able to tackle.” (Matthew 17:20, The Message)
There is nothing you wouldn’t be able to tackle.
Father, move in me and teach me how to have more faith. Give me faith as big as a mustard seed so that I know, with you, there is nothing I won’t be able to tackle. Continue to mold me each and every day- expand my faith, expand my reach, and expand my belief and love for others. Amen.
Have a great week this week with big, big mustard seed style faith!