Faith moves.
It seeks out new places where it can become faithful.
Faith means going out the door,
not waiting inside for something to happen.
Faith breathes.
Inhaling deeply of the air that contains it.
It welcomes the truth that floats on the wind,
that lives in the song of a child in the playground.
Faith is fearless.
It searches for the dark places so it can share the light of its faithfulness,
only to find that light in the most unexpected place.
The dark places aren’t quite so dark where faith is found.
Faith stretches.
It crosses chasms,
it does crazy things that shouldn’t be tried.
Faith doesn’t care about boundaries or common practice.