On Faith

Finally… the snow is melted, and we can feel the warm sun on our faces. After a long, hard, snowy winter, spring is here. I spent this past weekend digging in the dirt, planting seeds and bulbs so I can experience the welcome color and scent of one of Gods’ blessings: flowers. And, since a green thumb I have not, I am also walking in faith that the $30 I spent at the hardware store will grow into something that actually looks like the picture on the seed packet.

This week Christians also are celebrating another act of faith: Christ’s Resurrection. It is a promise that death is not the end; that when God’s hand is in something, good things will follow.  Like winter, sometimes life can be dark, cold, miserable. Then spring comes, and we are reminded that it is in life where God’s glory manifests itself; and then the sting of winter is gone.

It is hard to have faith when you are hurting, when you are discouraged, when everything seems to be going wrong. I would like to say that faith should just flow out of the heart of a Christian, but sometimes it flows out of sheer will – the will to believe in God’s promise of life, that He is sovereign and that nothing comes as a surprise to Him. When it is difficult to understand the purpose of the hurting, faith can be an act of obedience only; sometimes that is all you got left.

For me, this springtime is a reminder that God never leaves you or forsakes you, that He alone is in control, and that from His hands only does life burst forth. Twenty-four springtimes had to pass me by before I accepted that God existed and even today, I sometimes still need a reminder when times are scary.  I thank God that He did just that this past weekend, telling me with His sunny, smiling face that He is still here, that He always was, and that He will continue to use His creation to remind me when I forget.

As followers of Jesus, my husband and I will celebrate His resurrection this Sunday.  We will be reminded that death is not the end, and that through faith and love God defeated death. This past winter was tough for so many, us included. Our road is still long, and I see a few more valleys ahead, but spring is here, and with that I have the promise that God will have the final say. He always does.

“[M]ay I always hear that you are following the guidance of that blessed Spirit that will lead you into all truth, leaning on that Almighty arm that has been extended to deliver you, trusting only in the only Savior, and going on in your way to Him rejoicing.” Francis Scott Key (1779-1843), author of the Star Spangled Banner.

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