Night becomes day.
Out of 1000 acts of sexual intercourse, a pregnancy.
Cyberspace.
Fall in love.
We live immersed in an ocean of mystery and miracles that mostly, we don’t consider. The concepts are intertwined: If we trust then we have faith. One potentiates the other, the absence of one diminishes the other.
The catalyst for this line of thought is a few paragraphs out of Exodus I read about a week ago; a section I’ve read many times but read without thinking. They’ve been led through the Red Sea- they are safe and have arrived at a place where God wants to give them something… something precious- an offer which may never again occur.
God explains to Moses exactly what He wants told to the Israelites:
You have seen for yourselves how I treated the Egyptians and how I bore you up on Eagle’s wings and brought you here to myself… Therefore, if you hearken to my voice and keep my covenant, you shall be my special possession, dearer to me than all other people… You shall be a kingdom of priests, a holy nation.
The people are given a precise series of instructions they are to follow over the subsequent three days, to get ready for the coming of the Lord down the mountain, Mount Sinai. To a person, they claim they will do everything they have been told to do.
But on the morning of the third day, the coming down of God is preceded by thunder and lightning and loud trumpet blasts. And everyone got scared.
So they took up a position farther away and said to Moses, ‘You speak to us and we shall listen, but let not God speak to us or we shall die. Moses answered the people, ‘Do not be afraid, for God has come to you only to test you and to put his fear upon you, lest you should sin.’ Still, the people remained at a distance, while Moses approached the cloud where God was.
It’s the story of each one of us, isn’t it? Something that happens outside of the box of our limited experience with the world about us and our temptation-overwhelming at times- is to run away and hide. Protect ourselves from the vulnerability imposed by the very existence of our tenuous faith, our oh so tentative trust. And it is the same with Him.
Dr. Lin Weeks Wilder holds a Doctorate in Public Health from The University of Texas School of Public Health and has over thirty years of administrative experience in academic health centers ranging from critical care nurse to hospital director.
She spent twenty-three years at the Texas Medical Center (as Dr. Lin Weeks) and another three years as Hospital Director at the University of Massachusetts Medical Center. While serving as Chair of the Hermann Hospital Institutional Ethics Committee for five years, Weeks-Wilder was featured in TIME Magazine and in Lisa Belkin’s award-winning book on the committee and Weeks-Wilder.
Now a full-time writer, Dr. Wilder has published over 38 articles and 7 books on topics such as online marketing, hospital management, institutional ethics, cardiovascular physiology, nursing practice, management and Catholic Christianity.
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I think there is a slight difference between faith and trust. To have faith is to believe that something will work for your good. To trust is to know for sure, 100% with conviction that something will work perfectly for your good.