Sobering moments of grief.
Life is always expecting us to be well-informed, articulate, and reasonable about our beliefs. There is an expectation of providing answers and explanations for what we believe, arguments that hold up against counter arguments. We should know more about the Bible. We should learn and study and research and all of that knowledge is supposed to lead to faith.
But there are certain moments in life where all the knowledge in the world isn’t adequate to get you through.
➕When you are staring at the opening in a ground six feet deep.
➕When you hold your son to look at the first embalmed face he will ever see.
➕When you approach grandma to comfort her in her grief but she doesn’t recognize your face anymore.
Where intellect fails us, where explanations escape us, faith begins. And so we lean not on our own understanding but in all our ways we depend on God.
Faith is NOT having clear explanations for everything. Faith is humbling ourselves. Faith is trusting in someone bigger and holier who knows alllll the things. Faith is acknowledging that when we don’t know, we ask for help, and Gods grace goes deeper than any hard question we face. Faith is admitting we have limits. May it be so..
Faith is saying “I don’t understand and I trust I will still be okay.”