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Faith is the most unexercised muscle known to man.
Faith revels in the liberating fact that only a terribly minuscule part of life lies within the constricted confines of my reach, and that I am graciously invited out to live in a place beyond my grasp. I would say that I was without faith, but no one is truly faithless; they just have faith in the wrong things: fear and defeat. The challenge is never based on the size of the obstacle that stands before me. Rather, it is dictated by the degree of faith that rests within me. And all your Faithless doubts Will not destroy The rising spring In me. Reflect who you truly are even when people try to tempt you to reflect the wrong image of yourself. The faithful often find themselves blindsided. They don’t suspect anything because they can’t imagine doing something so awful themselves.
Once faith dies, the death of hope follows hard on its heels. You may have fallen down, but you can get back up again. You may have doors shut, but new doors will open for you. You may have been lied on, but the truth will come to the light. You may have been hurt, but the pain will pass. You are a survivor. You have a history of surviving. Faith is rare because fear is rampant. For faith will demand that I step into places that fear itself fears to go. In the absence of faith, our dreams will move from feasible aspirations to implausible fantasy. Easily mistaken, it is not about a love for adversity, it is about knowing a strength and a faith so great that adversity, in all its adverse manifestations, hardly even exists.
If I errantly define myself by the limiting rubrics of a limited culture, I will not even begin to understand the slightest fraction of who I am. What I need to realize is that God does not work in fractions. God never delays. Rather, it is our ‘delayed’ willingness to embrace the genius of God as held against the ignorance of our shallowness, for such a crippling posture infuses a sense of delay directly into the middle of strategic perfection. Being faithful in the smallest things is the way to gain, maintain, and demonstrate the strength needed to accomplish something great. When your only regret is if anyone thinks you regret anything that is the definition of conviction. If they do not even respect their own, they respect no one.
Truth leads to believe, which produces faith. As faith grows, all our human faculties and attributes are absorbed in the Love of the One and the quest for Truth. As presence develops in us, so does faithfulness. Everything becomes harmonized by that presence. Finally, that presence is unified in the One. The Words You Say Will Eat Away The Foundation Of Faith When Spoken To Judge Casting Away Love Just To Be Another Stain In The Curse. Love means being there and sticking it out. That’s what love means. Loyalty is the quantifying basis of all emotions. Faithfulness is the cornerstone to love, hate, anger, patriotism, friendship, compassion, and self-respect. Love is the agent of universal synthesis. Love links and draws together the elements of the world.
It’s a war of visions and dreams, none of which is substantiated, in the end only the ones best published and adhered to by the most powerful will be known as the supreme truth, the rest will be trampled underfoot. And the Hand that guides us towards our soul’s purpose is the fountain of courage that already resides within us, ever whispering it’s messages of encouragement, calling us towards those destinations amongst the trail of stars that will illuminate our way back home. Guru and disciple do not meet accidentally, neither one becomes disciple by conversion only. In fact, there is always an ancient link maintained through many births nurtured and flowered with love and trust, with dedication and faithfulness, that which somehow gets revealed in this birth by meeting each other and finding that they were living in each other’s soul always.
Little things are little things; but faithfulness in little things is a very great thing. A person whom lives by faith is not bound to feel hopelessness or the agony of infinite despair. I need not adapt in certain ways. I am in fact but a visitor to this world, an ephemeral gasp within its long, tired history. By this alone I have the power not to shuffle away from the Faith, the power to break loose from these marching-shackles of ongoing cultural and political pretense. Don’t wait for miracles but believe and be so strong enough in invisible virtues like faithfulness. Reflect who you truly are even when people try to tempt you to reflect the wrong image of yourself. I always knew a good man should do no bad deeds, but it never occurred to me that a good man must do good deeds. He cannot just sit back and do nothing. He cannot just relax and let things happen around him. He must act or his faith is meaningless, mere words or thoughts.
Faith doesn’t make sense. It makes Miracles.