The disciples saw Jesus in the flesh, but there came a day when he returned to his Father, and they no longer could see him. Faith, at its core, is believing without any seeing. When Christ was no longer in their midst, the disciples’ faith remained.
And so does my own faith—even when it’s clouded by doubt, anxiety or fear. A life full of ups and downs and twisty curveballs has taught me that faith isn’t the same as absolute security or certainty. Nor does faith hinge upon signs and wonders. Authentic, saving faith isn’t just believing what we cannot see; it is acknowledging that what we can’t see with our eyes is still there—seen with our hearts—and is all we will ever need.