Over the weekend I realized I take my faith for granted. Now I often have secretly expected that I do or have in the past. Most of do, or have, or will. Faith becomes familair, comfortable, and routinue. Yes true faith can ebb and flow like any other relationship or part of our lives, without being controversial, faith can become boring.
We meet the one, our hearts burn with desire and love, we marry, children come, the heart burning with love ebbs, the inferno becomes embers. Over time, we take people for granted, the spectacular becomes mundane. Hopefully something will reignite the old fire.
Last weekend Kelly and I met a woman who rekindle my faith. In all my life I have never heard a testimony quite like hers, she shared openly and without prodding. The testimony that rekindle my faith went like this. "There is no god." There was no room for discussion, dialogue, or debate. Simply and emphatically without any emotion she repeated herself god does not exist. You see she was taught from the time she could remember that "religion was the opiate of the masses." She was born and raised is Russia, in Russia the state teaches there is no god, she is a good Russian and listens to the state.
I/we have been blessed to live in a country and in homes that love the Lord, we were brought up that way, and we take that way for granted. I will stop. No matter how emphatically the world says god is a lie, I will not believe it. I will breathe his love and I will share his love. His love will not be tamed,or taken for granted. If we his followers don't share his love who will?
To my friend from Russia: He lived, died, was buried, on the third day he rose. I hope others tell you the same, I hope you believe them just as you believed the state.
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