Amy at Atypical Musings wrote this about faith. I think it really hits the spot.
Why, oh why, am I so prone to wander? I’m a lot more intelligent than my dogs, yet I am not constantly aware of where God is at work and at times, I don’t care what He’s doing in my life (or in the lives of others).
I get bogged down with the worries of the world, my own personal failings, or the crisis of the week, and I lose sight of Him. I’ve built my life around my belief and trust in God, but when I can’t see Him, I’m not always confident He’ll “return”. He’s always been there, even when I can’t “see” or “feel” Him, but I lack faith.
You’d think a creature who greets another by smelling its butt wouldn’t have a lot to teach us about faith, especially since it lacks the brain power to even consider deep issues of theology. Yet as I gaze upon the little shih tzu sleeping on my bed, so confident I love her and will care for her, I feel a pang in my chest. There’s a little voice telling me that I am just as loved and can be just as confident in my Father’s provisions for my life. And I can wait just as rest just as peacefully in His grace.
Thanks, Amy.
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