rescue in process. . .: faith for real.

I am starting with a verse because I need one.

Matthew 17.14-20
¹⁴ When they came to the crowd, a man approached Jesus and knelt before him. ¹⁵“Lord, have mercy on my son,” he said. “He has seizures and is suffering greatly. He often falls into the fire or into the water. ¹⁶ I brought him to your disciples, but they could not heal him.”

¹⁷ “You unbelieving and perverse generation,” Jesus replied, “how long shall I stay with you? How long shall I put up with you? Bring the boy here to me.” ¹⁸ Jesus rebuked the demon, and it came out of the boy, and he was healed at that moment.

¹⁹ Then the disciples came to Jesus in private and asked, “Why couldn’t we drive it out?”

²⁰ He replied, “Because you have so little faith. Truly I tell you, if you have faith as small as a mustard seed, you can say to this mountain, ‘Move from here to there,’ and it will move. Nothing will be impossible for you.”

Amen, amen, amen. I really have no need or desire cast out demons or move actual mountains.

But I guess if you think about, I guess we do this every day.

Talking customers off the ledge of despair with their Cherry Veneer (wood) hutches instead of white they had in their head but did not communicate. Evil despair cast out.

Making those same hutches reappear with white doors. Mountain moved!

It sort of hollywood-esque to say, just believe and it will happen. Honestly not sure that I am into mind control and moving mountains with your brain. But what about Faith. Believing in the unseen and often impossible. Mari prays for faith every time we have Bible study. I always laugh and say, I think we will call you Faith. =)

I think I have learned not have faith in anything, unless its written, data perfect information proving it.

Ask anyone who is bothered by me. They will say, she asks a lot of questions. And I do, I even hassle mari and malia when they state facts or give out info. Nothing is to be believed. Left at Connecticut, are you sure?? I dont think so.

Yikes. that is not how I really feel all the time, but its gotten to be a blanket reaction.

I rarely trust people and even more rarely trust people with me (you know the real me, inside guts, imperfections and faults exposed).

Big deep breath. Another new habit. I need the faith even as small as a mustard seed. This dust size faith is not doing me justice. First real practice of this faith, to believe that God has a plan worked out for me in Seattle.

I feel confident about going and the timing of the June-ish. But I just haven't seen the clear round green light of job on the dotted line. Place to live. Rent or Own.

So nerdily enough, i am asking, praying and reciting my faith.

I have some in there somewhere.

new habit. learn to trust and believe without fear.

Easter. . .

We had fun!