Yesterday, I stopped believing.

For about 47 minutes, I gave up on having faith in God.

I had grown tired of asking and believing for the simplest of things and not getting them.

In the midst of all of this, Ashli, my 6-year-old, was frantically concerned about the impending tornadoes that were to hit our area. She hates thunderstorms and always wants to bunker down in my bed. I tried assuring her that she’d be able to sleep through the entire thing.

“Well, what if a tornado comes and blows our house away?”

“It wont, Ash. We’ll be fine.”

“That thing will kill us! We’ll have to hide.”

I looked at Ashli and said, “God is going to protect us. He always has and He always will. Do you believe that?”

“Yes,” she said.

After a bath, bedtime story, and a goodnight kiss in her own bed, I spent rest of the night flipping from The Weather Channel to the NBA playoffs.

Around 10 o’clock, I realized that I hadn’t even heard any thunder or lightning.

By midnight, the rain passed, the few claps of lighting trailed off into the distance with its buddy thunder, and all was quiet.

This morning, Ashli woke up and came into my room with an inquisitive look on her face.

“Was there a storm last night?”

“Yep, there sure was but you slept right through it.”

“I did?”

“Yep. I told you we would be fine.”

Then Ashli said something that made my 47 minute of unbelief seem silly:”God did it!”

Her face lit up. She was genuinely happy to know that what she believed God would do, He did.

Her childlike faith was probably the reason this entire area was spared; typically, my city (located on the outskirts of Atlanta) is usually the target for very destructive weather. With the death toll increasingly growing across the Southern states, we were very, very lucky.

Children are able to believe anything. They typically don’t question concepts that we teach them because they believe US. Who are we to ever stop believing in what God said He would do for us? Not only should we believe, we should have an unshakable peace that allows us to “sleep” through any “storm” we may encounter.

I left for work today with my faith renewed. If my child could sleep through what she believed to be something that would kill us all, how much more can I stand to believe in the basic promises of God?

Challenge: revisit that thing you’ve been believing God for. Get some scriptures on what His Word says about them. Reactivate your faith and believe with childlike faith. A blind, forever trusting faith that cannot be moved by any force of nature.

On the Chase,

Alisha L.