Flittery Faith
Lately, I’ve found myself with that flittery type of faith. The kind you like to ignore and pretend you’ve still got it rock solid. The kind you don’t like to admit to in public. The kind we all get at times, but think no one else has.
So in light of all that, I’m coming out in the open.
My faith flits.
Groping to find some light, I’ve been reading Psalm 119. How can I not be helped by something so desirous of God and so flittery as well?
Lately, I’ve found myself with that flittery type of faith. The kind you like to ignore and pretend you’ve still got it rock solid. The kind you don’t like to admit to in public. The kind we all get at times, but think no one else has.
So in light of all that, I’m coming out in the open.
My faith flits.
Groping to find some light, I’ve been reading Psalm 119. How can I not be helped by something so desirous of God and so flittery as well?
Like verse 8 in the NLT that says, “I will obey your decrees. Please don’t give up on me!” A juxtaposition that I so often feel: I can do it, but please stick around when I can’t.
God must hear these type of things all the time. I’m sure our prayers of full of “I believe; help my unbelief” or “You are Almighty; can you do it?”. Statements that don’t make much sense, but somehow do truly express where we really are.
In fact lately, I’ve been thinking that my prayers are full of a lot of blah, blah, blah without much substance. I’m amazed God’s stuck with me when I can barely stick with it myself.
But the psalms have reminded me that prayer can be a little flittery and a lot truthful. It can ask questions, make requests, and in the end, it should contain a whole lot of praise in the mix.
Praise. That’s something I’ve forgotten to do. Funny, how we can forget to praise the God of the universe while we remember to ask him to heal our big toe. I guess some issues just seem more pressing.
The more I think about it the more amazed I am that God sticks with us all. It must look like a bunch of ants running every which way—busy, busy, busy, but doing what? Yes, what indeed?
So, to the God who looks on the chaos here and still remains intimately involved, even when we forget that He is present, I say thank you. You are worthy to be praised.
We may flit, but You never do. You are loyal and true; the rock on which our flittery faith can stand.
Jamie Lath
Jamie Lath is a middle child that has no baby picture without her older sister in it. Even with only two siblings, she grew up with family everywhere because all her aunts, uncles, grandparents, cousins, and even second-cousins lived in her hometown. With forty people at her birthday parties (all relatives) and her sister in every picture, she knows a little about community, and it's everlastingness. This has brought most of her ministry focus into meeting people where they're at, listening closely (especially to those who feel voiceless and like no one is listening), and helping them find God's voice in the mix. Jamie graduated with a BA in Communication Studies from the University of North Texas. Following a year of teaching English in China, she returned to the states to attend Dallas Theological Seminary. She received a Th.M. with a focus on Media Arts. Her background in the arts (ballet, writing, and acting) has given her an understanding of how creative expressions can give people a safe place to begin exploring how to use their voice and how it can touch hearts to hear God’s voice. She also blogs at I just called to say "Olive Juice."
