
Unbelief lies
under the matted up
leaves
of our mind
when we’ve
put off the raking
for a good, long while.
It doesn’t take much
pawing through
to realize
this heavy mind
is harbouring
layers
upon
layers
of unspoken
worry.

At some point
you dive into the pile
and you
get it sorted.
Unbelief in this pile.
Faith in this pile.
And a lot of extra stuff
I can let the breeze
catch and tug away.
The unbelief pile is heavy
and wet and uninviting.
The faith pile is dwarfed
in comparison.

What am I busy NOT believing?
Where am I welcoming unbelief
to nest in the layers of my heart?
I’m not believing that God holds the stars
and all my ways
and that all things work out for the good.
I’m NOT believing that God is faithful
to his promise to keep me safe
and provide for my every need.
Each day I choose
to pile up another clump
of clinging fear
that scarcity is real
and it’s all on my shoulders
to be the saviour.

It’s time to toss.
Toss worry.
Burn it.
Toss fear.
Toss self-sufficiency.
Toss sweating all the small stuff.
Toss the scarcity-mindset.
The people pleasing.
The me-centeredness.
Toss the sin
of unbeleif.
For faith pleases God.
I need more of that.

It’s time to rake up
that pile of faith
inside of me
till it towers
over doubt.
Till it’s bursting the bags
I try and stuff it into.
Till it’s evidenced in
my words and actions.
And deeply layered
in my thoughts.
I am a woman of faith
NOT of worry.
Faith in God’s faithfulness.
He is my Shield and Rampart.
Faith in His Word
that will never lie or lead me astray.
Faith in God’s ability
in all my inability.
In God’s strong possible
in all our paralyzing impossibles.
Faith in my value, my place
in His heart forever.
Faith in His unending,
storange-rooms-full,
provision,
enough for
all my needs and more.

How’s your pile of faith today?
Dig through your unbelief pile
from time to time
and toss the old
worn out
worries and
doubts.
Rake up the faith
every chance you get.
Stock pile it.
And then
you will find
your rest.