#faithnotbysight

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Now faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen. #Hebrews111 #Faith #FaithThatMovesMountains #FaithThatAllowsMeToWalkOnWater #AMustardSeedFaith #FaithnotbySight #FaithOverFear #HaveFaithInGOD #DeclareAndDecree #SpeakThingsIntoExistence

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...If you live your life too safe, you will never know the thrill of seeing me work through you. #WalkByFaithnotBySight  #TakeCourage #TrustGod #DontBeAfraid #HeWillNeverLeaveYouNorForsakeYou #BelieveAndRecieve #AllThinksArePossible #AMustardSeedFaith #FaithOverFear #FaithnotbySight #FaithThatAllowsMeToWalkOnWater #FaithThatMoveMountains #DeclareAndDecree #Faith #HaveFaithInGOD

[transkript]

For some time, I've been partly unsure of what to think about the future. This, to such an extent that I'm sure I give the impression that I'm highly irresponsible, naive, and a host of other immature facets. 

When I say partly unsure, the part of the future I refer to is the time between now and death - this isn't the cue for canned laughter it might seem: as a Christian, I believe there is eternal life in Jesus, and death in this life is only the end of the beginning, as it were. The eternal future beyond death, or Christ's return, is not one I'm unsure about. And the time left until I die is unspeakably brief, in the greater scheme of things. 

But a concept which is thus far evading my grasp is that of the career, in this life. In essence, I don't have a plan. The world I live in, in scientific research, rather demands that I think up one before I come to the end of my PhD, at least. But I must be honest: as yet, I don't have one. And in a certain way, I refuse to.

I know very keenly that, in spite of any planning, I have absolutely no idea what will happen within the next hour. I've had to learn this lesson an especially hard way: one weekend when I was 19, my strong father had been working on the Saturday morning, and was dead by Sunday evening. I wasn't a Christian then, but I didn't need to have read Luke 12:20 to have come to see how foolish it was to presume anything about our future on earth. Really, it grieved me in my grief to see how humans do that as a matter of course. How do we fall into that? More: why to we take it to be worrisome when someone honestly says that they don't know where they're going in this life? Because none of us does; none of us can. 

This isn't to say that I'm never preoccupied with the future: I often am, placing my worries there (wrongly). And sometimes, to be honest, my lack of a clear vision quite freaks me out. Words like 'purpose' and 'calling' are slung around in my reading and hearing, and I panic that I am not assured of mine, or that I'm not currently in a station of life that makes best use of the gifts that are to be applied in the pursuit of my purpose. 

But lately, I think I've become rather more interested in the process of life, instead of its presumed goals - or, I've been brought to be more interested. The 'process', for me, is getting to know Jesus better. And frankly, without Him, I'm not going anywhere. I need to know Him better to better know what it is I'm meant to do in life, in Him. Or, I need to learn how to continually surrender my life that He might have freer reign to use it, living in me. 

The first time I met Jesus, it was when His presence granted me a peace that, in the moment, made me forget my past and my future. They didn't matter as much as the fact that He was there with me, in the present. If I've felt any sense of calling lately, it's been to seek and savour that nearness to Him. And indeed, reflection testifies to the fact that the Christian lives that have most impacted mine have been those in which their oneness with Christ is a continually evident truth. I need to start here. 

What does it truly mean, to walk by faith and not by sight?

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Sweet Pea - Amos Lee 

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