Josh gave this to his dad one year. He liked that it was made of stones since his dad works with rocks and bricks. It’s hanging in our shared office where I can see it every day. Most days I ‘see’ it but I don’t think about it much. Then on days like today the meaning of walking by faith tugs at me, reminding me that I do need to walk by faith and not by sight.
Yesterday, Ed’s Aunt Bertha died. She was 89 and so energetic, fun, sparkles in her eyes, full of life and then–she wasn’t. Did she walk by faith? I think so. I think someone who finds joy in every day in everything walks by faith most days. And someone who is in the midst of the worst times in their life and still calls upon God for help walks in faith.
I’ve been in both of those places, but most to the time I just walk, get the errands finished, a chapter written, a photo taken, a phone call made, dinner on the table. I do these things without thinking is God taking care of me? Wait–isn’t that what walking in faith is? That God will take care of my life without me worrying about it? Whoa! Lightening bolt time for me. I had not considered that. I’m writing this as I’m thinking-sorry if it rambles you can quit reading at any time. 🙂
I finished reading Demon: a Memoir by Tosca Lee this week. The very idea that there were creatures on this earth before the garden of Eden was something I knew, but didn’t really think about. The idea of being cast away–no longer able to be a child of God or wanted by God as in the case of the Demon in Tosca Lee’s book is bone chilling. To hear the Demon discuss the creation from his point of view and how it affected his existence and how we humans take God’s love for granted His forgiveness as an ‘okay, thanks, now let’s move on’ attitude shook me. I’ve been there. I want to change that. I want to be more aware of what has been offered to me and be thankful.
I recommend picking up Demon: a Memoir by Tosca Lee even if you’re just wondering what the fuss is about, how can Christians accept that bad things happen when there is a God. It’s an easy read, not always pleasant but very cleverly written. Thanks Tosca for writing it.