poof

i have this friend. she's hilarious, fun to be with, and entirely more mature than any other seven year old i know.

one time when we were sitting at one of these classical concerts we go to, i asked her if she wanted to sit on my lap so that she could see better, because sometimes she likes to see what's goin' on up there. and she said, "no. i'm ok. you don't have to see music."

and it got me to thinking.

sometimes i get frustrated that our natural skepticism prevents us from believing in things we can't see - like heaven, hell, the holy spirit, God.

don't get me wrong, i don't think we should be throwing our trust about in places that don't deserve it... but i still get frustrated nonetheless.

you don't have to see heaven, to make it beautiful and so real. same with the holy spirit, and God...

it takes a great leap of faith to put my hope in something i can't touch, something i can't see. but my hope is strengthened when i can feel those things. when i can feel the love of God. and when i can feel that love, i can believe in his promises, including his promise of eternity.

i hate that when things get shaky we automatically become leary of our faith in something we cannot see.

that jars of clay song is so stinking cool. 'oh my God'. it says, "sometimes when i lose my grip, i wonder what to make of heaven."

and that always gets me wondering. why do we tend to test the most solid things in our life,
when the going gets tough?

because we like to blame things on the guy we can't see.