Training Grounds

Hi there!

I just returned from visiting the Gold Coast and Brisbane to spend Thanksgiving with my bestie Meghan. I’ll probably end up writing a whole post about her at some point because she’s a gem. Anyway, I came to an epiphany during my trip, as most overly introspective individuals do, which is:

Australia is Going to be My Faith Boot Camp

I am an avid dreamer with little faith. The number of aspirations swirling around in my head and heart are overwhelming to my less than mustard seed amount of faith. My inner inspiration factory has books to write, songs to compose, lives to change, shows to be produced, adventures to embark upon, etc., but my amount of faith will either sabotage or actualise each one. Can you relate? Please tell me you can because I’m already weird enough as it is.

Since arriving to Melbourne, I have been reading the Gospel of Mark each day simply because the story of Jesus is familiar while pretty much everything else in my life currently is new. The glaring theme that seems to be weaved through every chapter of the book for me has been that:

My Personal Faith Affects God’s Ability to Move in My Life

I came to this conclusion as I read each thought or remark Jesus made before or after a healing he performed. Here’s my evidence for curious crowd: (read the whole story for the full effect)

  • When Jesus saw their faith” – Mark 2:1-12
  • Daughter, your faith has healed you” -Mark 5:24-34
  • He could not do any miracles there…He was amazed at their lack of faith.” –Mark 6:1-6
  • “‘If you can?’ said Jesus, “Everything is possible for the one who believes.” -Mark 9:14-29
  • Go, your faith has healed you.” -Mark 10:46-52

And the list goes on. Crazy right? Liiiiike Jesus, you’re the one with the power, what do I have to do with this? I always think if I was the blind person coming up to Jesus, based on my hot mess faith, only one of my eyes would be halfway able to see after he tried to heal me. I’ve totally been guilty of feeling like God is deficient in power when in reality it’s me who has the faith deficit. It’s the classic, “You get what you give.” Now there are certainly situations where it’s way more complicated than that, but I’ll save that topic for different time.

What I love about Jesus is that he’s so patient and is willing to push people toward having greater faith. It’s obvious in the book of Mark as he challenges their thinking and continues to walk with them toward deeper belief. My latest push from God has been moving to Australia.

With no job lined up.

Some savings that will hold me over for a little while until I find one.

And no real plan after my year is complete.

A perfect environment for incredible things to happen buuuut I need to have, yes you guessed it, faith. And that is why I consider my Australian endeavour as a faith boot camp. Not a day goes by where I don’t think this move was insane, but I’m grateful to have more days recently that are filled with hope and a strange confidence that this is exactly where I need to be right now. I’ll keep you updated on the process as I make my faith gains yaaas 🙂

*Insert Cheesy Text Animation of Moore Awaits Swiping Across the Screen*

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