Recently I've felt encouraged by Holy Spirit to have faith in things I cannot see. Not just a belief that they could happen but actual faith that they will. Like Joy and Eli who showed up the other day in our 53 degree kitchen wearing swimsuits and life jackets. "We are going swimming." They announced. It is freezing here. I mean freezing inside the house more than outside the house. Something about 200 year old stone, and individual heaters in each room just doesn't make a house "cozy". Everyone here says "just wait". "Just wait until summer." Our little town of 600 apparently becomes 5000 in the summer due to everyone who comes and vacations here. "One of the sunniest spots in the UK" I am told. Unfortunately for us, we just moved from Redding...we have experienced SUN. I digress.
What I love about Eli and Joy is their faith. I don't think that faith is invisible. But I think faith is believing in something/or someone that is not a full reality right now. And it is putting weight down on that belief. It is wearing a swimsuit even though it is freezing. Praying for healing even when people aren't healed. Faith like a child.
But what happens when you put your swimsuit on and just freeze? Or pray for the woman who cannot hear and she still cannot hear? What happens when you are on the 5 yard line with 20 seconds left in the Super Bowl and are about to score the game winning touchdown and then you throw an interception? Any Seahawks fan would tell you they fully believed that the Seahawks were going to be back to back champs. But they weren't. In sports you win some and lose some. We don't expect Russell Wilson to stop playing or Pete Carroll to quit coaching. We expect them to try again. Somehow when it comes to God stuff the moment something happens that doesn't line up with what we expected or had faith to happen, we quit. Post Super Bowl there was so much written/talked about surrounding the question-how could that have happened? We want to know. Seahawks fans don't want it to happen again because it sucks. Same goes for when someone isn't healed. Or my plans don't pan out the way I thought they would. Why? Is it my fault? Gods? Some random third party?
Even in the midst of the questions I've come to a spot in faith where I don't doubt God is good. I don't doubt God wants heaven to come to earth. So in moments when I am standing there freezing in a swimsuit, no pool in sight I get to choose-would I do it again? Absolutely. I firmly believe that God is good all the time. That God loves us. That God wants heaven to come to earth. And those times I do put on a swimsuit and do get to go swimming are worth the times I am left out in the cold.