Sometimes Faith Looks Like...

Sometimes faith feels like you are walking into the deep



At times if feels like you are right on the edge of falling


Sometimes it just feels shrouded in shadows



But usually if you look deep enough into a matter and fix your eyes on Jesus you will find the cross - even in the midst of a winter season.

There are rare moments when I surprise myself with a surge of faith. The kind that does not just believe in miracles or visitations, but expects them to show right then. I know this is the gift of faith rising up and for a moment I get a glimpse of who I was supposed to be before the fall, before the doubt and before the separation that sin causes between spirit and soul.

Those kind of faith risings are moments where I actually experience being seated in Christ Jesus in heavenly places at the right hand of the Father - it feels like who I really am meant to be and I like it...not the power, but the authority to be above the sensation of always living low, feeling low and looking low.

Reality..... those moments fade too quickly and I am once again standing on the boardwalk looking out over the edge and thinking....jump? You've got to be kidding.

Jesus is not afraid of this in me, although at times I envision that he might want to give me a good shake, in a sweet, non-abusive sort of way :), and say something like....

MARCIE - will you believe in me and me in you?