Faith the size of a mustard seed
“if you have faith as small as a mustard seed, you can say to this mountain, ‘Move from here to there,’ and it will move.Nothing will be impossible for you.”
On days like today I am glad that God thinks so highly of such little faith. When, like a mustard seed, it is small and hard to keep hold of. Feeling like it may be dropped and lost at any moment.
Somedays prayer is hard. Having someone to believe on our behalf stops being a criticism of church and starts to seem like a necessity. Only creeds, liturgy and the Lord’s prayer are there to hold onto. The words of others, when our own seem so hard to find. On days when it feels like faith is unable to move our own heart never mind a mountain. When we start to question the narratives we build in order to believe.
The journey of faith isn’t easy, there is drought and plenty, up and down hill.
Some will feel I shouldn’t share this. But doubt is integral to faith. Many will have days like this. This is honest, perhaps there isn’t enough honesty? Maybe someone who feels similarly one day will find this and know that they are not alone. We need to be as honest about our doubt as we are about our belief, to build it in as an expression of our faith and of our ritual.