December 23, 2015

“By faith we understand that the universe was created by the word of God., so that what is seen was not made out of things that are visible.”  Hebrews 11:3

MainTheater_Back-panoIn my opinion, a “good” movie requires a nice, tidy, conclusion.  I want to know how the story ends.  It is a relatively low standard for Hollywood to meet my expectation by providing a proper resolution.  I don’t need to pay money for an inconclusive tale.

I have life for that.  

Life is a series of inconclusive tales.  It seems that we are continually living a sequel as the story of our existence plays on.  We rarely get nice, tidy, conclusions before the sun rises and we are into the next scene.

I don’t know how the story of my life will play out.  I don’t know how the stories of my family members will play out.  By faith, I know how the grand story ends, but I don’t know how all the minor parts, my parts, will be played.

Many are accustomed to resorting to living by faith through the big storylines of our lives.
Yet few, myself included, seem to consistently live by faith through the minor parts; the parts that we think we can handle; the daily parts that just happen.

Every storyline of our lives are being woven together into a tapestry that will tell our tale.  The majority of that tapestry will come from the daily fabric of these minor parts.


As Christians, we are called to live by faith.  Our tapestry should carry a theme of faith through every thread of fabric.  How can we weave together a tapestry of faith if the minor parts, the majority of the fabric, doesn’t carry that theme?

Great faith resides in our response to the daily fabric of our lives.  The minor parts are played out in the trivial aspects of today.  The grand resolution resides in tomorrow.  I believe it will arrive but I don’t know when.  The minor parts will happen today and cause me to demonstrate whether I am a person of faith or intellectual adhering to a belief system.

For me, prayer is the most practical method of weaving faith into the daily fabric of my life.

Daily prayers for the seemingly trivial are the calisthenics by which my faith is strengthened and woven into my existence.

However, just like physical calisthenics, I am prone to abandon my spiritual calisthenics.  I prayer journal because of my tendency to live by self through my daily life.  A prayer journal reminds me that God is in control of all things and alive and active in the daily aspects of my life.  My prayer journal applies at least a couple stitches of faith into every day.

I have been using an app for my prayer journaling called Mobile Knee.  This app has helped me to double the amount of faith stitches from my prayer life.  There is really nothing new with this app; it just revealed a deficiency in my prayer life.

The first stitch is the act of entering and praying for a request.  This is the active act of acknowledging that God is sovereign over everything and has the power to change anything, even the trivial.  Therefore, I put down all the mundane concerns that are troubling my mind as an act of faith.  Each entry is a stitch of faith; each prayer weaves faith through my day and my life.

The second stitch is what I was not consistently and consciously acknowledging.  The app forces me to do something with the prayer requests that I have entered.  I can’t just turn the page.  I must either mark the request answered, archive it, or delete it.

Here is the problem; I don’t know what the resolution of most of my prayers are.  My intellectual mind argues that I can’t mark a request answered if I don’t know.   How can I mark a request answered when it clearly wasn’t?

By Faith! 

That is how I mark by prayer request answered.  It is an act of faith.  When I review a request, I acknowledge that God heard me, that He is my Father and is for me, that He answered that request in His sovereign knowledge and plan, and I press “answered” by faith.  A stitch of faith comes with each entry watermarked with the word “answered”; every prayer acknowledged as answered weaves faith through my day and my life.

Our lives are continually being  woven together.  My prayer is that the weaving will be a tapestry themed by faith.

PRAYER: Lord, thank you for hearing my prayers.   Thank you for answering my prayers.  Lord, give me a heart that desires to pray; pray fervently, with importunity, and by faith.  Weave faith into the very fabric of my life.  Help be to walk not by sight but by faith so that faith will be the tapestry of my life.  Thank you for the gift of faith.  Father, help me in my unbelief.  I pray this in the precious name of your Son, Jesus Christ. Amen

My life is but a weaving
Between my God and me.
I cannot choose the colors
He weaveth steadily.

Oft’ times He weaveth sorrow;
And I in foolish pride
Forget He sees the upper
And I the underside.

Not ’til the loom is silent
And the shuttles cease to fly
Will God unroll the canvas
And reveal the reason why.

The dark threads are as needful
In the weaver’s skillful hand
As the threads of gold and silver
In the pattern He has planned

He knows, He loves, He cares;
Nothing this truth can dim.
He gives the very best to those
Who leave the choice to Him.
~ Benjamin Malachi Franklin, The Weaver


  1. Reblogged this on quirkywritingcorner.

  2. I never thought I’d live inside these
    paradoxes: powerless yet empowered,
    unknown but known. It hasn’t been easy
    for back and forth my pendulum soul
    swings between euphoria and lamentation.
    I’ve often soared on eagle’s wings to
    vistas of light to own the earnest of God’s
    promise or contrariwise I’ve complained
    about its deferred plenitude in brokenness
    and tears, sullen toward the God I love
    and confess as Lord, all-wise and good.
    His patient silence chafes my soul. The
    days and months have been like Indiana’s
    gray skies above, forlorn and melancholy.
    But a break in the bleak canopy is riven,
    revealing the faithful blue sky on high.
    A shaft of light warms my face, melts
    my heart. This epiphanic moment explains
    the mystery: I fit into the grand mosaic God
    is painting with steady hand and gracious
    heart. I’m one of many countless others
    whose stories blend to form the Master
    Painter’s portrait of Christ. So, in faith
    renewed and rejoicing in my lot, I live
    in the patience of God, for its substance
    is often hope deferred but never
    canceled, slow but certain, leisurely
    but not forgetful.


    • Matt – wonderful comment; thank you for taking the time to share. God Bless! JD

  3. The poem ‘The Weaver’ was given to me by my school teacher Sr Josepha. Thankyou for reminding me of it. Blessings to you.

  4. Thank you so much for this post. I’ve downloaded that app. It looks so useful. I struggle to be consistent in prayer and this looks like it will be incredibly helpful.

    Also really empathize with the over-thinking.

  5. Thanks for stopping by my site, BigSisterKnows.com. I really like this post on prayer because it’s honest and practical. (I’m going to have to check out the app Mobile Knee!) I look forward to reading more of your work!

    May God bless you and strengthen your faith as He draws you closer to Him.


    • Hey Ashley – let me know what you think of the app Mobile Knee. thanks for you kind comments. God Bless and keep up the good work on your blog. JD

  6. Reblogged this on Talmidimblogging.

  7. This is a beautiful post and as a deep thinker, I very much relate to this struggle of over-intellectualizing my faith. I want the simplicity of being ever mindful of His presence but I lose that awareness in the clatter of the mundane. Yet, I know He is always all around me and maybe, faith doesn’t require so much of my ‘mindfulness’ but instead, trust.

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