How much faith does it take to go low and slow?
How much faith does it take to say, “Lord, I’m doing what you show me.” ?
How much faith to say, “Lord give me an unoffendable heart.” ?
How much faith to say, “Lord, I believe. Help me in my unbelief.” ?
How much faith to say, “I go where you go.” ?
How much Lord?
How much faith to set aside anxiety, set my eyes on you and believe you have my very best in store?
How much faith, Lord, to believe for your best in our finances? (Recognizing your timing and my bank account’s timing don’t always seem to be in synch and I’m laughing as I believe again your timing is just right.)
How much Lord?
How much when all around me is chaos and confusion, lies and judgment, bellowing bullies and unhealed bodies (and minds and hearts) Lord?
How much faith does it take to believe again you are fully and completely and totally in control and no matter what I see, this will end well?
How much Lord?
How much Lord for my friend who longs for a home and a job and safety and exhibits the most miraculous patience and joy overflowing and still his next steps are delayed?
Lord, how much faith to say, “I believe you have a great plan for his life and miraculous suddenly provision and you are making your way in these circumstances for him.”?
Lord, how much?
How much faith does it take?
In every area you say it takes faith the size of a mustard seed (Matthew 17:20). That is pretty small Lord. That little teeny tiny bit is enough for you. It is enough.
So as I recall my day and say, “It wasn’t my best, it could have been better…”
I hear you saying, “Rest sweet girl. You stood in hard places. You worshipped and praised, you felt the lies and the injustice and you stood with me believing me again. Your how much is enough. You did just right with me. Well done darling. We’ve got this.”
And I thought I was writing on something else – LOL – and this came out. Lord, thank you. The bubbling up Holy Spirit with your words, your way. Thank you.