By Steven Firtick
For by the grace given me I say to every one of you: Do not think of yourself more highly than you ought, but rather think of yourself with sober judgment, in accordance with the measure of faith God has given you.
-Romans 12:3
I consider myself a pretty faith-filled person. I mean, I’m no George Mueller, but you don’t start a church from scratch without a good dose of active faith.
Still, from time to time, my faith supply runs really low. And trusting God for even the simplest things seems like lifting 1000 pounds. When that kind of deficiency kicks in, there’s only one thing to do:
Go borrow some faith.
Man, when I’m paralyzed by fear or doubt, I shamelessly mooch from people around me. I start with my wife. I ask her to talk some faith into me. From there I move on to my staff. And I have a few favorites in the faith department. I’ll literally walk around the office, grab one of my go-to-happy-people and say:
“Tell me something good…”
Or
“You think we’re really gonna pull this thing off?”
And by the time they get done talking to me, I’ve siphoned enough faith to get me to the next day. Until I can find some faith on my own.
By surrounding myself with faith-filled people, I’ve avoided going spiritually bankrupt even though my optimism level is often in the red.
But the thing about me is, when someone loans me faith, I pay ‘em back with interest.
