Faith in elevators

I have been thinking about elevators lately, and have found it amusing how we have grown so accustomed to them. They’ve become a natural part of everyday life that we almost never experience anymore the wonder of entering a ‘box’ on one floor and exiting to a totally different floor. We just trust that when the elevator doors close, they’ll soon open to a different world; and we trust without ‘seeing’ the lift take place because we know the mechanism behind that’s at work.

I tend to think that faith is somewhat like that—an assurance and certainty of things we hope for but do not see (Heb. 11:1). It isn’t guesswork or empty hope, but an understanding of the principles (and forces) at work behind the circumstances that surround our lives. It’s trusting in the God who delivers and opens doors for us to new worlds.

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