I started a new job recently and in order to orgainze myself, I leave stickey notes in various places, so that at a glance I can see what is coming next. I got a good chuckle when I looked at my desk one morning and saw a note that read “Faith is calling today”. I was actually going to have a conversation with a person named Faith, but I grinned at the thought of how, in that moment, I would answer if my Faith was actually calling out to me.
What would my faith look like, sound like or feel like? These were just a few of the fleeting thoughts going through my mind as I continued to sit and stare at that post-it note. Such a simple little thing turned on so many questions and wonderment, that it spurred me to get to the heart of it all. After much prayer, reflection, and journaling, it’s apparent to me, that when faith calls, I don’t hesistate to answer. Don’t get me wrong, there have been instances where I wasn’t sure of something or lacked the confidence to follow the call, but I always answered. Even if it was a “you want me to do what?” type of response.
Let’s forget for a moment that we live in the age of cell phones. Remember when our phones were attached to walls and we would run through the house to answser before the person on the other end hung up? How exciting it was to hear who it might be! I know there were instances of thinking things like “oh boy I hope it’s not her again”, or “I wonder if it’s him!”. Try to remember those feelings for a moment and imagine answering the call of your faith with those same emotions. What does that look like for you? Are you staying on the call and listenting to what is being asked of you; or have you hung up before giving the request a chance?
Faith is individual and takes root in our hearts, thoughts, and life circumstances. It is nurtured and strengthened through prayer and our relationship with God. It has taken time and emotions of all kinds to be in the place I am today with respect to my faith. I would not trade in any of those moments for anything else in the world. I was blessed recently to put a call of faith in to action and it was a gift unlike anything I’ve ever received. I remember thinking to myself, “I wish everyone could feel what this feels like”.
God calls us in many ways and plants the seeds along the way, we just need to be open and willing to know it’s Him. I love the post-it note visual and I keep it now at my desk as a reminder of what it means to me when I do answer that call. As well as how important it is to continue with prayer and reflection in discernment of my response when that call comes in.
I hope that if you can imagine that your faith is calling, you are able to get a chuckle as you see yourself racing through the house to answer the call!
I’d love to hear your story of what it was like to answer God’s call through faith. Share in the comments.
Many Blessings,
Kimberly
Courageous Butterfly
Spring is upon us and that means caterpillars everywhere are on the verge of becoming a newer version of themselves. With much time spent in the chrysalis, letting go of the past and preparing for a great adventure. Over the past 7 years, I have been doing the same thing and life has led me to many wonderful adventures of late. Recently however, I had a “moment” that I would like to share with you! It came suddenly and completely took me by surprise!
What I think is important to pass along here, is do not shut yourself out! These “moments” will appear without warning and can be frightening to face head on. I faced mine by accident the following day and I am grateful for the experience and now the knowledge. When you get to this point in your journey, remember this as an important step in the healing process. Trust in God, and listen to what you have to say. Do not be afraid to be angry with yourself but also remember to be just as forgiving!
Leaving my marital home was difficult for me. Having to say goodbye to the good memories that lived under the roof and moving forward to forget the bad. In order to avoid awkwardness, I planned it so that I was the only one home when the movers arrived. I like to think that I maintained composure in front of the three strangers that stood before me. But the way I was feeling inside was not composed at all.
Out of the Chrysalis 