Faith is?

"... And without faith it is impossible to please God" What does that look like? Does it mean jumping when we don’t know what is there to catch us... how we will pay the bills, what we will do for employment? Or does faith mean living life in the turmoil of doubt and difficulty that we struggle with here and now, but with the knowledge that God has a purpose in it? Or is faith something that is, as of yet, foreign? Just fooling ourselves... being the “say so” believer... having prayed a prayer but without the sincerity necessary to attain to true faith? ... It’s good to air out the mind... shake it like a dirty rug. Dirt stings your face as the fringe snaps. Resolution is what is needed, resolution that comes from the sources of wisdom over which God alone presides. Reading His Word we're distracted by the desire to come up with answers. The Answer whispers “come to me all you who labor and are heavy laden,” but eyes are closed. Return to the nightmare of fear. It's more comfortable here. Stir the mind lest it find rest. Sleep is foreign, and exhaustion, reality. The ultra long distance runner, days on his feet, falls asleep mid stride. He awakens seconds later, still running, three hundred miles done, fifty to go. Aiming at a destination that is really no destination at all, a mere finish line, he acheives only a title. He is the Great Struggler. There’s a comfort in the title, a perverse pride in martyrdom. God raise us up instead as examples of grace, testifying of Your love in spite of doubt, in spite of troubles. Your glory shines all the brighter when we are weak for then we rise solely in Your strength. Today we must satisfy ourselves with this hope. Focus on that day when a reward will be given, when hands which poin to the Savior from Nazareth will grasp His hand that wrought our salvation.