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A Little Faith





Have you ever seen some people that seem to have such strong faith that it amazed you?  I have seen some  and to be honest sometimes I wish I had more faith because my own seem often so fragile and weak.  As I was reading and reflecting on the account of Jesus resurrection on that first Easter morning, my mind went to the women who went to the tomb. As I read, I could just see these women headed to the tomb.  It was early and they carefully carried the spices they would need for Jesus’ body.   The body that was laid in a tomb with a huge rock rolled in front of it AND , guards posted at the tomb.  There were guards to be sure no one got to Jesus body.  Most of us would have probably not even bothered to go to the tomb.  We would see the hopelessness of the situation and write it off as impossible.  Nevertheless, these ladies had enough faith to go to the tomb WITH spices.  They may not have known how, but they knew that they were going to give him a “proper burial.”  Perhaps they figured that would take the mountain one-step at a time.  They were willing step out without having all the details.  For most of us that is  hard to do, we like knowing the particulars of how we are going to accomplish a task.  Often we miss opportunities, because we don’t have all the incidentals so we fail to act.  Those women were the first to know that Jesus rose because they had started out doing the only thing they knew to do anoint him.  They ended up with a blessing that they had not counted on because they had faith enough to try.  Sometimes, God says start moving and I’ll take care of the unknowns.  I’ll move the rock.  Is God asking you to step out in faith? God doesn’t need you have a ton of faith, just enough to trust him for the next step. Perhaps I have enough faith after all.

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