Thursday, October 16, 2008

Opening The Door Of Faith

It was good to get away for a few days with my husband. While he was at a medical conference, I made myself busy getting a pedicure and enjoying some spa time, shopping for winter clothes for the children, and sleeping late. I came home early for a speech in Kosciusko Tuesday night.

After my speech, I always enjoy talking to those who take time out of their day to come listen to lil o' me. One gentleman came up to me afterwards and was assisted my a woman holding his right arm. It was obvious he was having trouble walking. He made comments about how much better I look in person and how it was good to finally meet me. We stood there and chatted for a minute or so. Then he admitted, "Actually, I can't see you that well," he said. The lady on his arm leaned over and said, "He had a stroke a few weeks ago and has lost alot of his eye sight." I told him how wonderful he looked despite his recent stroke. "The doctor said his eye sight will get better," she said, patting his arm. I agreed and told him I was sure his sight would be restored soon, especially since he was moving around so well. With a tear streaming down his face, he said, "But I don't have the kind of faith you do." I asked him, "Do you have any faith? Because that's all it takes. The smallest amount you can muster inside is enough according to the Bible." He replied, "I just don't know if the amount of faith I have is enough."

Faith has a voice. That voice is your voice; its my voice. If your faith isn't speaking out loud, then it isn't working. The spirit of faith will make a worm slap a bird. 2 Corinthians 4:13 says, "We having the same spirit of faith, according as it is written, I believed, and therefore have I spoken; we also believe, and therefore we speak." The door to getting your prayers answered has one knob, and that knob is on your side of the door. And faith helps us open that door!


Sara said...

Glad to have you back. Spa time sounds wonderful!!! Love this post. Faith has gotten me through many a dark day.

Marylou said...

I needed to hear that.... I needed a reminder. I must give voice to my faith. Thank you for "stirring that up" inside me.

Tommy, Suzanne, and Mary Peyton said...

oh my goodness. the story in this post has brought tears to my eyes.

thank you for reminding that sweet little old man that it doesn't take mountains of faith - just that the size of a mustard seed.

and thank you for reminding ME of that, too.