Not too long ago, I had some time to contemplate faith when a good friend of my parents was killed suddenly in a car accident. I remember thinking that you really don't know what kind of faith you have until life throws you a serious curve ball.
This morning, I was reading "The Ragamuffin Gospel" and read that most people define faith as "belief in God"; but, faith is really "trusting God." If that is true, I would equate my faith to balancing on a tightrope. At times, I am at total peace, trusting that God is working for our good and for his glory. At other times, I am free falling without a net, paralyzed by fear of the unknown.
God has given us an incredible opportunity to trust him...to have faith that he is ultimately in control. When all human knowledge and intervention has been exhausted, it is God who still sustains our lives. I'm seeing every breath he is giving my dad as a precious gift. Dad's great spirits have certainly lifted ours.
I know that the moments of peace I am enjoying are a gift given to me through the prayers of people everywhere who are interceding for my dad and our family. If you have prayed for us, we are so grateful. Please continue to do so. We sense when we are covered in prayer and your prayers are helping keep me balanced on this scary tightrope of faith.