Let’s face it, faith is difficult. It’s not hard to find it as we all start with a measure of it, according to the word of God. (Rom. 12:3b) But growing your faith is something else. One of the best ways is to listen to testimonies. If God can do it for them, then it’s possible for him to do it for us. That’s one of the reasons we have the Bible. Reading the stories of God doing the impossible when a solution looked improbable. Also, faith grows by hearing the word of God, according to Romans 10:17.
We can use our invisible faith
to believe in the invisible God!
If we learned anything from 2020 we should have learned that no one knows what a year will bring us. Some had good years while others have bad years before Covid, and I have even heard of a few thankful people for 2020. What? Yeah, some have given thanks that the pandemic forced them to slow down, take a survey of what was really important in life, while others are grateful for the time they got to spend with their immediate families.
Businesses found out people can work from home, which reduced commuting, which reduced pollution, which has allowed nature to return to some areas where it has not been seen for a long time. There are other things to be seen that we often loose site of when things are going well. Like how precious life itself is, and how valuable time is. By taking walks, some saw the beauty of nature again.
You know, perhaps 2020 did open our eyes after all, if you were looking. So the point to this blog has to be, “open your eyes, and keep them open”. Always be looking for the invisible in life. Always be looking for God, because he speaks, he ministers and he teaches us despite any circumstances going on around us.
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What happens when you walk into a room of people? Are they glad to see you, or do they cringe? Do they come up to you and greet you, or do they pretend to be busy, and walk away hoping to avoid you? I had a boss that every morning when I saw her enter our department, I knew my peace was about to leave.
When I was four years old I was able to show people how to get from our house to JCPenny. I didn’t know the street names, but I knew when to get off the highway, and when to turn and which way. This may be more important; I knew how to get back home.
Today, will be the last time I will ever be in the home I grew up in. Dad passed away earlier this year, and on Monday the house will be transferred to its new owner. I will walk around remembering life within those walls. I will stare at my old bedroom. Life is about seasons, so though there are good feelings tied to that address, I don’t regret where I live now.
Where will you spend eternity? Will you be at home with the Lord, or in a totally dark pit falling forever, because hell is bottomless? Some ask, “How can a loving God send people to hell?” He doesn’t send people to hell, they send themselves. It’s your choice.