Finding Faith

There have been countless times over the last year that I have sat down to write, and I’ve heard a familiar voice say “no one cares what you have to say” or “you’ll be judged for this” or “don’t be so self-consumed”.

I listened to that voice, and I stopped writing.

Funny thing is: I thought I had dealt with that voice. That I had learned to silence it.

Isn’t it odd how we *think* we are further along than we are? And how disconnected we can come from reality?…

Kind of like the social media images we post of our perfectly decorated houses and just out of the frame of the shot there’s unfolded laundry that we pushed aside so it wouldn’t show up in the picture.

Or the scripture we share about how Jesus wants us to live, and just seconds before we hit “share”, we yell at our kids for spilling cereal on the counter.

I felt disconnected from reality because I thought I had dealt with that voice telling me to stop, and that it was gone for good.

I thought I had overcome the fear of man and worrying what others think.

Friends, I had not. And it’s haunted me.

But then I had a beautiful realization… that this time when that voice crept in, life was very different.

I was grieving and vulnerable to rejection, and to be honest, I was afraid.

The level of fear that has been swept over humanity has been painful to endure and witness. And while I have never been afraid of getting sick or losing my life to a virus (including this one), the collective fear was felt. Frankly, it is hard to escape.

Please hear and believe me when I say that I am not insensitive to those who have lost family and loved ones and I am not minimizing those that had a hard time when they became ill.

But what I am saying is that we must acknowledge the emotional impact the last year has had on our lives, and we must be willing to give it credit for altering our perception of the world.

We’ve grieved. And to be honest, we’ve been traumatized.

“If grief is what comes after loss, what have we lost?” you may ask.

We lost familiarity. We lost hope. We lost faith. We lost loved ones. We lost routines. We lost jobs. We lost rights. We lost our joy.

But I think if we all take a step back and think about it all and really reflect, WE ALSO GAINED.

For many of us, we gained precious time with our children and spouses while we were “stuck inside”.

We gained a new pace of life that to be honest, maybe we didn’t want or even know we needed.

We gained an ability to adapt.

And whether or not we realize it, we gained a unity that frankly I think we are often unable to see.

We shared in an experience. Albeit it looked different for everyone, we went through it together.

Personally, I find that to be a beautiful thing.

On the flip side of this, I also recognize that many were alone and isolated and have suffered greatly because of this. My heart wants you to know that you were never alone, even if you felt that way.

Somewhere, someone was thinking of you. Praying for you. Wishing they could hug you and wipe the tears as they fell.

It’s taken great faith to get through the days, and we’d be remiss if we didn’t realize this. But faith is a tricky thing, isn’t it?

You can’t see it.

You can’t touch it.

You can’t tell if it’s working to change anything.

So you just keep on believing that it’s enough and do your best to put your eyes above what you see and trust that having faith is enough.

This tiny, fingerprint-laden jar sits in the windowsill of my office. Can you see what’s inside?

It’s a mustard seed.

Although tiny, when planted, it grows taller than the other plants and eventually becomes a tree.

Did you know that the Bible mentions mustard seeds a couple of times? This tiny seed can be compared to the kingdom of heaven. When it began, that kingdom was small, but is now much, much larger and continues to grow every day.

But my favorite reference to this tiny seed is when Jesus said in the book of Matthew in the New Testament, “For truly I tell you, if you have faith the size of a mustard seed, you will tell this mountain ‘Move from here to there’ and it will move. Nothing will be impossible for you.”

We don’t need much, friends.

But that tiny bit that we muster up can do more than we realize.

We can have faith that our bodies are strong and capable of healing.

We can have faith that our circumstances are temporary.

We can have faith that our spouse can grow out of that bad habit.

We can have faith that our children won’t rebel when they grow up.

We can have faith that our nation’s leaders make good decisions.

We can have faith that our bank accounts won’t run dry.

We can have faith that that pregnancy we’ve been praying for will finally come.

We can have faith that God is in control of all things and that He is still good.

Let faith change the way you look at life. And if you need a tiny jar with your own mustard seed inside, I’d love to bless you with one. Say the word and I will get one in your hands and on your desk or in your windowsill, and together we can plant seeds of faith and watch them grow into miracles.

5 thoughts on “Finding Faith

  1. Teresa Seawell January 31, 2021 / 9:49 pm

    Sweet girl…..this is one of your many callings! To put into words what so many of us feel but can’t express! Mine little seed is in my window sill and I look at it many times a day! Thank you for writing!Thank you for sharing! Thank you for planting your seed in our lives and letting it grow!💕

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    • Candice Terrell January 31, 2021 / 10:00 pm

      You’ve literally believed in me and encouraged me when no one else seemed to notice I needed it. I love you!!!

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  2. Amanda Martens February 1, 2021 / 7:41 pm

    Love this , always keep writing! I needed this.

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    • Candice Terrell February 6, 2021 / 2:41 am

      I am so thankful you resonate with it. Great to hear from you 🙂

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