(In)tangibles

I'm in a bit of a weird mood tonight. Reflecting in the shower, I thought about how I would ever tell someone why it is exactly I believe in God, why I believe that He, in the form of Jesus Christ, came down to die for our sins. I think back to the talks about carrying the scent of Christ wherever you go and I wonder if I've done that. I hope in some small measure I have.

I spend all this time "bettering" myself, striving harder, doing my best for God, pushing and pushing and tonight I thought: what if I actually got that chance to share my faith? What if one day, or even a moment this week, God gave me the opportunity to explain why I believe in Him? To the people that I've always wanted to talk to - to my peers, to my superiors, to my professors - what would I say?

I wish they could just look into my heart then and see that. Because tonight in the shower, I really came up with nothing. I started thinking of answers and every single one came up short of explaining why it is that I feel what I feel. Michelle was right when she asserted that "faith is the most tangible thing that we have. It is more tangible than that chair I will sit on; it is more tangible than this ground that I stand on". In a field where everything can be torn down, that message hit me straight in the heart. It assured me and affirmed my own faith. She's right. Faith is the most tangible thing in our lives. It's just also the hardest thing to explain.