“Crazy Faith is trusting fully in what you cannot explicitly prove.”
There are so many reasons to question faith, especially now when the world seems to have lost its collective way.
But I refuse to believe that evil will have the final word.
I can’t prove my faith. I can’t see it or touch it.
I‘m still learning to slow down and silence myself enough to nurture it fully.
But somehow, deep in my spiritual bones, I just know it’s real. I see too much daily beauty not to believe.
And that requires no further explanation to anyone but me.
Ultimately, steady, deep-in-my-soul faith provides me with hope for tomorrow.
Who doesn’t wish for that?
Do you question your faith in these difficult times?