What is faith anyway?
I am not speaking from a religious place, but rather a spiritual place.
So faith…what is it?
Using traditional religion as an example, isn’t faith defined as believing in something but having no tangible proof of its existence?
The skeptic in me always wants proof. Always wants to see the data.
Always wants to…
That is just my nature.
Optimists see the glass half-full. Pessimists see it half-empty. Realists see it as a half a glass of water.
And the skeptics…We say, “I don’t even know if that’s really water.”
So how does this skeptic learn to believe?
Maestro and I were talking last night and he brought up my post from yesterday, The Struggle. He said He sensed some anxiety from me after reading it. That maybe I was skeptical of this beautiful thing we have together.
His response to that skeptical line of thought….
To continue being Himself.
To continue to believe in what we have. To have faith in us.
I was taken in by this rationale.
He continued, “I know what we have. I have no doubt that you are the person I want to grow old with, that you are the one person for me. I know it. I believe in it. I am willing to put the effort into this. To not give up. To be whatever you need. To give you the space to process when you feel skeptical. I am not going anywhere. Do you know why? Because, I love you. But most importantly, I believe in us.”
I was silent. Overcome with emotion.
At that moment…at that very moment Maestro taught me the concept of faith. Through all of my years in Sunday school. All of my years of believing in God and Jesus and Santa Claus, I never fully understood what it meant to have faith.
Now I get it.
And here’s what I gleaned from our conversation.
I believe in us too.
And Maestro is teaching me, guiding me back on the path to spiritual enlightenment. He is bringing me to this new place in me that I am learning to call home.
For now, our home isn’t a tangible place. It’s our faith in who we are together.