Luke 1

So, you crack open your Bible to Luke, and the first thing you see is the story about Zechariah. His wife, Elizabeth, is barren and they are both getting old. However, an angel comes to them and tells them they are going to have a child, whom they will name John, and he will lead the way for the Messiah. And, of course, being characters in the Bible, believe it right away because an angel told them and therefore it must be real. (well, actually, Zechariah questions the angel and can't talk until the birth of his son, but all Elizabeth can do is praise the Lord for blessing her with a child)

But wait a minute, it can't be that easy?

So you move onto the next part, where the angel Gabriel comes to tell Mary that, as a virgin, she will have a child. And not just any child, the Messiah that will come to save the entire human race from sin. Of course, Mary should be asking herself so many questions. "How will I tell Joseph?" "What will people think if I am a virgin with child?" "Will my child be shunned and considered illegitimate?"
But she doesn't. She simply stops and thanks God for blessing not only her, but for all of the amazing things that he has done for everyone.

Wow. God asks me to do so many things every day, things that are clearly explained in his word. I try my best to follow him but when I'm faced with a particularly difficult situation, all I can do is ask "why me?" or "but I don't really want to do that. That's really hard." But why?

Maybe it's all down to faith. All these people are so certain about God's power, and God's will. How differently would life be if we all had such faith in God? If we all took everything we should do, and actually did it, and with 100% heart? Imagine the work we could get done.

What does having faith look like? Josh always asks that at church. What does something look like? Honestly, I don't know. I have a clue as to what it feels like. Maybe. Maybe next time something comes up, I just need to do it. We'll see how this works.