Tuesday, November 8, 2016

“Faith . . . is the art of holding on to things your reason has once accepted, in spite of your changing moods.”

~ C.S. Lewis

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This morning I’m thinking about how fickle my moods and feelings can be and how allowing myself to be tossed to and fro by them is to accept a life of highs and lows, doubt and confusion. Pain.

That’s not how I want to live.

Choosing to walk in faith and learning to recognize when I’m coming under the subtle control of fear (because, ultimately, it all comes down to fear of some kind) gives me opportunity to pause, to gently remind myself of the truth, and adjust my course.

I’ve come to understand that a foundation of faith is the only thing that will keep me from being overwhelmed by my fragileness and that continually, and intentionally, working at maintaining that foundation is my most important work.

So today, when change is imminent and the unknown somewhat frightening, faith. Tomorrow, when words or actions wound and fear attempts to gain a foothold, faith.

Always. Faith.

 

 

Thanks so much for stopping by. I'm here early most mornings with one of my photos and a few words about life and those thin places where faith intersects.
4 comments
  1. Beautifully written, Linda, as always. I wrote a bit about intention today, too. You have given me more to think about, being intentional and deliberate in choosing faith over fear.

    1. Thanks, Karen. I’m becoming more and more convinced of the importance of being intentional in so many things.

  2. My pastor long ago said, “Faith opposes the plastic dance of circumstance.” I’ll hold on to that in my current fickle situation.

    1. A wise man, your pastor.

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