Illogical Foolish Faith
As a programmer, my default logical self would find it hard to believe all the things that I have gone through. Out of this world and supernatural isn’t something that I would have thought of before, yet here I am writing about a faith, so illogical and foolish that it would do all things for you.
During my day-to-day thoughts, something came upon me suddenly: to feed the birds in the middle of the rain. Now, I do this on a daily basis during lunchtime, but this time around it was different. I was urged to feed birds in the middle of the rain. Now, if you know me, being a programmer and all, I almost always choose to do what is logical. In this case, logical would be to stay inside and eat, since birds wouldn’t normally come out in the rain, right? Yet, I was urged to go, and thus, I pushed through doing something illogical, “feeding birds under the rain”. Oddly enough, even when I was doing the difficult task of eating while holding an umbrella, I tried feeding the birds, and a lot of them were there, like the usual number of them even when it was under the rain.
Isn’t that similar to faith? Faith is an illogical response to do something absurd, nonsensical, and often times leads to a sacrifice that is usually unwanted. That is to say, Jesus did that for us, right? He was obedient to the Father even when He knew the pain and agony that awaited Him; flesh is weak after all. Imagine if Jesus lost faith in the middle of His prayer, then I wouldn’t even be writing about how illogical faith is. Christianity wouldn’t even exist; we would be under the US flag; heck, we might even be under Spanish reign right now, or worse, maybe a non-theistic warring country.
Let’s take it a notch higher: if you knew who God is, isn’t that what He did for you, an illogical thing of sacrificing a man’s life in order to bring you back into reconciliation and a chance to know who He is and celebrate the life that He gave you? Yet, here we are; often a pearl is cast upon us, and we fail to see it; we devour it without regard and take it as if it were just another stone or a morsel of wheat. We deserve death, and yet He brought us to life, to take part in His banquet and rejoice in His presence. Thus, I thank God that He is illogical and foolish for giving me a chance to live this life in all of its beauty and messes, and if I could give back just a little bit, then it would all be worth it, right? All the sacrifices and pain of the past would be made right, right?