"And why call ye me, Lord, Lord, and do not the things which I say?"
~Luke 6:46
Why is it the life of passionate, radical, Christians seem so...well, radical? Like the life of the apostle Paul, or Elijah, or Peter? Or Amy Carmichael. Jim Elliot, and Billy Sunday? Maybe you know someone in your own life who seems "radical" or "over-the-top" because everything in their life seems to revolve around Christ. I mean everything, it's what they talk about, sing about, dream about. Like it should be!
But how come when we see it, it seems so extreme and unattainable? Are we not serving the same God they are? We are the children of the same Savior, yet we continue to live like those who don't know about Him? But we do, why do we continue to live as we used to?!
Jesus is not a side note. He is not an event in your life, or a hobby, or an intellectual interest. When we truly grasp what being a child of Jesus means, it completely revolutionizes the way we think, how we make our decisions, how we respond and react.
He isn't supposed to be part of our life. He is our life!
It's time we let go of all the notions about life, happiness, religion, peace, and success, that we've taken from the world and start allowing Jesus to show us the truth. It's time we lay aside what we think and choose to follow what He says.
It is time to realize and acknowledge Who our Maker is, Who our Redeemer is.
In the story where Jesus calms the sea after His disciples wake Him up saying they are all going to die in the storm, He asks them a simple question;
"Where is your faith?"
That's a good question, look at the literal question. Where? It's not here. Faith isn't something you put on for churchy activities or holidays, or pack with you for "spiritual" gatherings or trips, and it's not something you pull out from under the bed and dust off when something really bad happens.
At least it shouldn't be.
Yet, so many times this is how we treat our faith. This is how we treat our Savior. Then something happens in our lives, something that's unexpected, that is beyond ourselves, and in our worry, or pain, or confusion, I hear Him ask;
"Where is your faith, Brittany?"
And I check my pockets and look behind me. Then I look up with a sheepish grin.
"I must have left it in my other pants?"
Faith isn't supposed to be something you leave when something "more important" comes into your life and takes your focus away.
So where was it that I left my faith? Where was it that you left yours?
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So where was it that I left my faith? Where was it that you left yours?
