Recently a group of ladies from my church started meeting together over a meal to encourage and to exhort each other. This month doubt came up. One of the ladies said that her sweet little child was asking questions like, "How do I know God is real?" and "How come if God is good bad stuff happens?" My sweet, tender friend admitted to struggling with these same questions in her own heart, and she wasn't sure how to answer her baby.
Here's the thing: We all doubt. We all question. Anyone that says they don't? They're lying.
I cannot even tell you the number of times that I got up in the morning and prayed, "God, I don't feel like you are real today. Is that OK? I want to believe in you, I do. So just for today, I choose to believe. Today is all I can manage. Is that OK, God, if I just choose you today?"
Honest. That's what they sound like. And God always meets my tiny faith where it is. He has never told me that my tiny faith was not enough. And, usually, I wake up with enough faith for the next day. If I don't, I go through it all again.
Sometimes all I have is a mustard seed. And it's enough.
if you have faith like a grain of mustard seed, you can say to this mountain, 'Move from here to there,' and it will move, and nothing will be impossible for you.