Before my cancer/healing journey, I saw faith as something you believed in. Such as “He has a Christian faith” or a “Muslim faith.” I also remember thinking of faith as an almost impossible goal when compared to the mountain example in the Bible. Can faith really move mountains?
I mean, most of us at one time or another looked at a mountain and commanded it to move, right? Or am I the only goober out there? Hey, I thought I would try it! God says it’s possible, right?
Well, as far as I know the Rockies haven’t moved since I prayed for them to, but I have seen faith in an entirely different light over these last 3 years. When I was diagnosed with stage 3 breast cancer, God immediately gave me a faith, an undeniable belief that I would be healed.
I read books about faith. I studied the word on faith. I battled with what it meant to truly believe. I was confused for those who had incredible faith and lost their fight. My faith brought about tension with Josh when our faith did not match up. Faith. Even as I have had to have enormous amounts of it in the last few years of my life, I still ponder what it is exactly.
Some say that faith is the absence of fear. I totally see that. When fear leaves my mind, I am SO faith-filled. And vice versa. When I have a day I am feeling so full of faith, fear leaves. But I’m not quite sure there isn’t always a little tidbit of fear left.
This is the balance that can literally get me in a war with myself: “Aly, if you had enough faith, you wouldn’t even be questioning another scenario.” “Aly, if you had enough faith, fear wouldn’t even be present.” “Aly, if you had enough faith, you would be continually filled with joy.”
While I believe there is some truth in those statements, I believe those kind of statements can actually give me an unattainable view of faith, which can leave me even more faithless than before.
As many of you know, we are undergoing fertility treatments and one day I can feel positive and faithful and then another day I can get negative and scared. I can get so mad at myself in these moments. Josh has been so faith-filled and a God-send for me throughout this process, but I can question my faith big time.
Of course, I am no theologian and everything I write in my blog is simply through my lens of how I see the world, but here is a statement that my husband said that spoke volumes to me:
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BAM!!! another punch in the face of fear!
Yes, Michael!!! BAM!