Faith

As my journey through life has progressed, Faith has been the thing I struggle with most. My mind is a racing, unpredictable and never ceasing mess. I always need to see results right away, I need the answers as the question is asked, and if doesn’t happen my brain is on to the next thing. Everyday I wonder, “what am I learning, what am I supposed to be doing, what should I be feeling?” My prayers are consumed by my desperate need for answers. It has been four months, and I still have no idea why the Lord has called me here. I know that my life has changed, and I can feel the spirit moving in me, but I still can’t pinpoint what it is the LORD is trying to ultimately teach me. This fact frustrates me everyday, but I know I must persists, and prayerfully walk in the light. All of that nonsense to say, I had a big revelation this week about faith and waiting on the LORD.

Emanuel is a baby who is currently living at sister Freda’s. Emanuel’s mother died when he was born, and his grandmother was forced to take care of him. Unfortunately his grandmother was unable to take care of him so she didn’t feed him, and soon dropped him at sister Freda’s hospital knowing that he would have a good life there. This is a picture of him when he was dropped off.




In this picture he is 6 months old, and severely malnourished. His eyes were empty, and he never smiled. Here is a picture of him today:






He is probably one of the fattest, happiest babies that I have ever known. Now you ask what has Emanuel taught me about faith? Actually he has taught me more then anything has in my short life. Through faith over the years Freda has been able to run this hospital with her husband Richard. Every month is a struggle to pay the doctors and nurses, as well as care for the various orphans that have been left there. Through faith, and hard work they have been able to save countless lives, and help heal so many broken lives. Now what I have realized through Emanuel is that sometimes faith produces fruits that you never even imagined, at unpredictable times. Through years of Faith and hard work the Robinsons have saved this child’s life, even if they had no knowledge of it when they gave everything to God. It is hard for me to put it into words, but I now realize that sometimes our faith doesn’t produce immediate fruits, or even the fruits that we expected it to produce. Sometimes the answers don’t come when you think they should, but when they do be prepared to be a fat happy child, with a new lease on life. (Cheesy, but there is nothing I can imagine being a better metaphor for the power of faith then this child.)

For now I pray that I never stop seeking wisdom and truth.

"Send forth Your light and truth, let them guide me." Psalms 43:3