When Columbus sailed into the unknown with the Nina, Pinta, and Santa Maria he had the best navigational maps, sextant, compass and the stars to guide him. He was plugged in with high-end equipment. I wonder if one’s and zero’s where available? Zero’s and one’s, how simple is that? Columbus had faith in what he had at the time. How much easier it would have been with GPS!

Faith is the assurance of things you have hoped for, the absolute conviction that there are realities you’ve never seen. Hebrews 11:1 The Voice (VOICE)

Does faith find a person, or does a person find faith? <person wakes up> “It’s a beautiful sunny day, everything feels right, I think I’ll go shopping for faith today.” Not very likely. I was seated in an out patient treatment center circled by strangers enduring the evening hours. That’s when a small mustard seed of faith took root.

I was reading a poster hanging on the far end of the room. The third step read, “Made a decision to turn our will and our lives over to the care of God as we understood Him”. The last portion of the third step made me think. I was puzzled for some time and came to the conclusion my understanding of God was limited to baby Jesus, baby Moses floating down a river in a reed basket, three wise men, and some camels. That’s all I had, but it was enough to start a faith walk.

I didn’t identify it as a faith walk. For me it was recognition that my trial and error lifestyle had major errors. What would happen if I tried this understanding God thing? This led to more reading, and I’m not much of a reader. What a drag!

“Self will run riot.” Thirty some years ago those words meant as much as if it read “Wind boil nail walk.” Cigarette smoke thick as fog, fog so heavy you would not know if the guy across the room had his eyes open or closed.   The 16×16 basement room held ripped couches, (2) lamps with low watt bulbs, a three gallon coffee pot, and a number of drunks. When I asked about “Self will run riot.” The guys said, “Keep coming back.” So I did.