Faith is the confidence that what we hope for will actually happen; it gives us assurance about things we cannot see.
A couple things have really shaken me lately. Things I could “see” have disappeared and I’m forced to walk by faith alone. It’s been a “rubber-meets-the-road” season: do I really believe what I think I believe?
My challenge is to see past the storms around me and continue to fix my sights on God’s promises to me — the things I hope for and the things I cannot see. God’s word is clear — if I continue to press on, staying on a steady course of faith, and aiming for the promises He’s given, then I will have great assurance and won’t give up when the going gets tough.
It reminds me of a story I heard a couple years ago. A woman in a small town was married to a philandering man who frequented the bars every night and often did not come home. His reputation was known throughout their community, but his wife never spoke badly of him. Instead, when people in the town told her about what he was doing, she would respond that he was a good man, that she believed in him, and that she refused to believe that he would engage in such behavior. This baffled the people in her town because she obviously was aware of what her husband was doing.
One day, though, word got back to the husband about what his wife was saying about him. He was so humbled by his wife’s faith in him that he gave up drinking and philandering on the spot and went home. Overnight, he became the man she always believed he was.
Right now I’m just trying to maintain the faith — to keep believing for the things I cannot see. I look forward to the day when I can finally see what I can’t see now — when what I’ve always believed comes to pass.