(To some of the faithful (sarc.) don’t worry, I punished myself already for such simplicity, so you can spare the ridicule)
A family knows nothing but desert life. The temperature never goes below 65 degrees F. Their ancestors knew nothing except of the Bedouin life. They loved their camels.
A man visits from afar and speaks to them of these little white particles falling from the sky, bringing cold air and piling these white ‘things’ upon the ground, and in some instances, making it difficult to walk.
The family looks with bewilderment having never heard of such a thing; how then can they know? They look at their visitor with suspicion, some even think he is mentally deranged for speaking of the ‘white magic from the sky,’ for how could they also possibly believe that there are ‘snow people’ who live in the cold, and fare well amid such adversity? By faith.
There is a family of Inuits, who have known nothing of the ‘sand people,’ never heard of, nor saw sand, and couldn’t imagine people living in perpetual heat in such adversity. How could they believe in a life among the camels? By faith. By the way they ask: ‘what’s a camel?’
People wrongly complain about faith, citing it a mild disease as it were, yet across the globe, faith is the m.o. for daily life, and is taken for granted. So then how does one believe there is a God having never seen? By faith of course, for the evidence precedes everything that is.
By faith we turn on the light switch, and believe connections are made to supply light, yet we mock faith as if it is for the weak of mind. We unconsciously drive by faith, recognizing that the car coming at us will not suddenly veer into our windshield.
We eat at a restaurant, and by faith assume the food is not tainted with poison, as we without even thinking, trust the owner, the cook, and the waitress. When we fill our tanks at home for heat, we by faith assume the driver is pouring kerosene instead of gasoline.
We have faith the sun will rise, we have faith darkness will come, and we without thought, see the snow falling, and the camels trekking across the desert, and do not consider the source of the camel or the snow, as we also take for granted another day of life. Is there something greater than faith?
Do the snow people cease to be because we never saw them? Are the sand people an illusion until we see proof they live?
Is not faith a never-ending reminder of something beyond us?
We would do well to consider this thing called ‘Day,’ and this strange thing called ‘Night,’ as faith knows the source of such things. Who is the genius who dubbed day and night by the way?
We are reminded that faith is the ‘substance’ of things hoped for, and it carries the evidence of things not seen. I ‘hope’ the cook didn’t spit in the noodles, yet by faith, you give him the benefit of the doubt. By faith you expect the MD’S prescription to be helpful, and not a dose which brings your death.
But we do not give God the same courtesy.
The camel for the sand, not only for transportation, but a designed masterpiece, made specifically for THAT, just like the whale for the deep-sea, and the eagle for the heaven above. The eaglet is pushed out of its nest, and flies by faith, having never flown before.
By faith, God is more obvious than the eagle.
We live by faith today, hoping to see tomorrow, assuming there will be many more tomorrows. all gestures of faith in the unseen and unknown. Takes no more effort to believe in God than it does to believe there is this thing called snow. Belief in God is easy on any continent. See, there is this thing called sand, and once upon a time there lived a scorpion.
The sting of death is sin, and the torment of a scorpion is a great picture of things gone south, as all mankind has been stung, but faith in ONE greater is the effulgent antidote. Snow man, sand man, yep, all sinners.
They know it, you know it, I know it. It’s all about the obvious sting in which death and sin is the proof.
It was mentioned above that faith is a reminder of things beyond us, and ultimately we direct our faith to somebody or something. May as well give it to He who deserves it. There is faith at every turn of the road and so easily seen without controversy, and the greatest of evidence is scorned in derision. God help us, (O, He already has.)