The word 'faith' is such an interesting word. When I am looking for writing jobs, I type that word into the search box to describe the subject I want to write about. I also type in 'religion, spirituality and church'. For me personally, each of these words carry an entirely different and distinct meaning. But for general search engines and job categories they are interchangeable.
Faith looks different in a daily life. The ACT of faith is not the same as the job description. Living a life of faith includes many shades of color and nuance. I used to see very clear and deeply marked lines between what is faith-based and what is secular. Music, organizations, books, philosophies, entertainment, movies, books and social gatherings. But life does not fall into such neat and precise little compartments in reality. The lines are blurred. (And yes, I wish that line did not bring a certain song to my head. See how far I've strayed?)
Faith looks very different in my life today than it used to look. All believers are ministers, all are in the ministry, but a few years ago when I was paid to be in the ministry, faith looked different than it does today.
How FAITH used to look in my life:
- Stepping over a stream of sewage in a Philippines slum to pray for a lethargic baby in a filthy bed. Minutes later he stirred and laughed and sparkles came to his eyes.
- Holding a crying ministry student in my arms as my words tumble out and they bring calm and peace with them.
- With eyes straight ahead, walking past border guards as I helped smuggle Bibles into a country where it is illegal to have them.
- Standing in front of my church as people are invited to come to us for prayer.
- Praying for a sick woman in a neglected Fiji hospital as she tells me she has been there longer than anyone else. Going back 3 days later to find that she has been sent home well.
- Asking God for the right words to say to the young wife whose husband left her for another.
- Deciding to move my Pandora station to music that will lift me up rather than pull me down.
- Looking out the kitchen window as I wash dishes and telling God how much I love and trust Him.
- Adding another chapter to my WIP.
- Cold-calling a new business in town about writing for their website.
- Praying for my neighbor, inside my house, alone, as I watch the police cruiser arrive once again.
- Doing 10 more sit-ups.
- Nodding in agreement when my Tax-Man-Dad cheerfully states that my "freelance business" has grown this year. I have never even called it a "business" to myself yet!
- Writing a shopping list.
- Hitting "Send" on another job response letter.
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