I Have Faith
2 September 2014
Sometimes I envy those with blind faith. I envy my mother who believes, with her whole heart, that there are three kingdoms in heaven and, if she keeps the covenants she made in the Salt Lake Temple, our family will be reunited.
Growing up LDS, I wondered how the adults could stand and say, “I believe that Joseph Smith was a prophet of God.”
Again, I envy that kind of faith.
While wrapping my head around the teachings of Christ, I fall back to the passage in John saying, “A new commandment I give to you love one another. As I have loved you, love one another.”
I have Faith.
Labels bother me. I don’t “own” a dog. I’m not the leader of the pack. But, my dogs have me and I have them.
I have Faith, a beautiful Bernese Mountain Dog.
Today, she is six-years-old.
Faith follows Jesus’ commandment. She loves everyone.
When we walk around the neighborhood, people stop and stare. “She’s so beautiful,” they say.
Then, she leans against their legs, looks up and her eyes say, “I love you.”
When the ten-year-old across the street has a bad day, she wraps her arms around Faith’s neck and whispers secrets. Faith listens and loves her.
Four years ago, Gus arrived in our home. After three years in a puppy mill, he was afraid. He followed Faith and she showed him how to be a dog. She showed him how to love.
I have Faith. Real Faith.
I believe in love. I believe that Faith is love.