Pigs and Whistles

As one of my hosts for the evening loads the dishwasher I ask. What is Faith? And then I started to type.

Faith is believing that everything is OK. That’s despite the human wish for things to be a certain way. Safe. Secure. It’s got nothing to do with that. It’s not just believing that everything will be alright, but that it is right at this moment. It’s not magic, that’s for sure, and it doesn’t mean that everything will turn out the way this human being wishes. Trust and faith are, what’s the word, intrinsically linked. I don’t think you can have one without the other, but that’s just a personal opinion. Without faith and trust life is, well, life is just a burden. I think that about covers it on a short basis. I guess people have written treatise on faith and trust but it isn’t an intellectual thing. It is absolutely fundamental to practice. The thing I have found, again and again, is that when I cease to have faith and to trust it all goes, to use Kate’s expression, to pigs and whistles!

OK Kate (my other host). What say you on this subject?

Faith has got to do with knowing there is something more than me. And that there is a point to being alive. Sometimes though doubt gets in the way. And then there is trust that it is all OK. Then you just get on with it I suppose. Get on with the next thing, with life.

Thankyou both, for your wisdom and hospitality. I’ll be back to Throssel by Friday afternoon.

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5 thoughts on “Pigs and Whistles”

  1. Thank you Rev Mugo,
    I took off up the fields with my wellies on to look for him again! only to find him at home on my return.
    He has hunting blood in him, so I should have known better and just stayed still at home. Bless him.
    Kind regards

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