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Blind Faith

(If we could only trust our Father the way children trust theirs)


I know we are to walk by faith and not sight, but there are times in our journey when it seems we are truly walking blindly. You know how it is, when you are “feeling” your way around a dark room or you are walking down stairs in the dark and are slowly and carefully putting one foot in front of the other. You want to make sure that when you put your foot down that it has a landing or something solid to hold it. Sometimes, in our lives we are called to walk by faith like that, blindly putting one foot in front of the other not knowing for sure where we will be landing.

Last year, we (my family) stepped out on faith and I quit my job in the work force. That was certainly a HUGE step of faith but I could see a little bit ahead of me. Don’t misunderstand, I couldn’t see how God was going to provide for us without my income and I couldn’t see around the bend but I could at least see the road ahead. It was a step of faith on what seemed to be a well lit path. It was a tough step but I don’t think I would call it a blind step.

However, there are times in our journey of faith where we must step blindly, really not knowing where the steps are taking us. This faith is really tough! I don’t write this blog as an expert on faith (or anything else for that matter), remember I am writing it to document my personal journey in faith. So, here I am at that place, that blind spot, and I really can’t see around the bend or even down the road. If I were to be completely honest I would have to tell you that I can’t even see where I am stepping.

So, how in the world am I going to be able to take the next step? And the one after that?

                “Cast not away therefore your confidence, which hath great recompence of reward.  For ye have need of patience, that, after ye have done the will of God, ye might receive the promise. Now the just shall live by faith: but if any man draw back, my soul shall have no pleasure in him."    Hebrews 10:35-38

I read a book once where this lady faced many hardships and trials and she would ask the sainted lady who took her in what she was supposed to do, and the lady would simply say “just do the next thing.” I know it sounds trite but it has helped me many times when I just wasn’t sure what direction life was taking me, I would “just do the next thing.” Right now, I am having to practice this blind faith I am writing about, not really knowing where my foot is going to land when I take the next step. So, what am I going to do? I’m going to “just do the next thing.” Tonight that will involve putting away the laundry, cooking dinner, bathing my daughter, and reading the Bible with my family. I don’t know where my foot is going to land tomorrow, but that is okay because I can blindly trust my Saviour to allow my next step to land right where HE wants it to.

                “The Lord is my rock, and my fortress, and my deliverer; my God, my strength, in whom I will trust; my buckler, and the horn of my salvation, and my high tower.”   Psalm 18:2

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