Sunday's Insight

When I started this blog, the first "f" I put was faith. I knew I should, I knew it was something I wanted more than most anything. I also knew that I had it, but very much neglected it. I rearranged it, but decided to stick faith first. Baby steps. Right. Fake it until you make it. Well I didn't fake faith, that isn't true, I just neglected it. Let it stay in the corner. Wanted it to be there for me when I needed it.

Matthew 13: 1-9

On that day after Jesus went out of the house, he sat by the lake.  And such a large crowd gathered around him that he got into a boat to sit while the whole crowd stood on the shore.  He told them many things in parables, saying: “Listen! A sower went out to sow.  And as he sowed, some seeds fell along the path, and the birds came and devoured them.  Other seeds fell on rocky ground where they did not have much soil. They sprang up quickly because the soil was not deep.  But when the sun came up, they were scorched, and because they did not have sufficient root, they withered.  Other seeds fell among the thorns, and they grew up and choked them.  But other seeds fell on good soil and produced grain, some a hundred times as much, some sixty, and some thirty.  The one who has ears had better listen!”

This was the scripture that our sermon was based off of today. Yes we made it to church two Sundays in a row. I know to many southerners, this is more shameful that we are proud of two Sundays in a row, then something to be proud of. It is not Brian and I are without faith, we are more without a foundation. Our comfort level wasn't quite there.

From this today I got that although I have had times when I have found myself tending to my faith, I didn't stick to it. At one point I was at church every Wednesday and Sunday, although I don't really remember how long I went, it was short lived. The seeds were scattered on my soil, but they were planted on rocky ground, grew fast, and withered. I am good soil now. I have forgiven, matured, and brought down walls. I am allowing myself to walk down this road of faith, what a gift it is I am giving myself. I always have known that God is good, but His love is everything.