some thoughts

NO MORE FAITH by Andrew Peterson

This is not another song about the mountains
Except about how hard they are to move
Have you ever stood before them
Like a mustard seed who's waiting for some proof?

I say faith is a burden
It's a weight to bear
It's brave and bittersweet
And hope is hard to hold to
Lord, I believe
Only help my unbelief

Till there's no more faith
No more hope
I'll see your face and Lord, I'll know
That only love remains

Have you heard it said that Jesus is the answer
And thought about the many doubts you hide
Have you wondered how he loves you
If He really knows how dark you are inside

I say faith is a burden
It's a weight to bear
It's brave and bittersweet
And hope is hard to hold to
Lord, I believe
Only help my unbelief

Till there's no more faith
No more hope
I'll see your face and Lord, I'll know
When there's no more faith
And no more hopeI'll sing your praise and let them go
'cause only love
only love remains

So I will drive these roads in thunder and in rain
And I will sing your song at the top of my lungs
And I will praise you, Lord, in glory and in pain
And I will follow you till this race is won
And I will drive these roads till this motor won't run
And I will sing your song from sea to shining sea
And I will praise you Lord, till your kingdom comes
And I will follow where you lead

Till there's no more faith
No more hope
I'll see your face and Lord, I'll know
When there's no more faith
And no more hope
I'll sing your praise and let them go
'cause only love
Only love remains

This song has been on my mind the last couple of days. On Wednesday morning, I told Tindall how unprepared I was for group that night. He asked what passage we would be talking about: John 11, when Jesus raises Lazarus from the dead and declares, "I am the resurrection and the life." Mark had a different perspective on this passage. At the time, his mother-in-law was sick, very sick, her final days. He asked me to think of that passage with her in mind.

I once had this interesting conversation with a friend about faith. I told him "It's true. This whole thing could be the greatest scam of all time. And if it is, I am going down with it." If we knew for sure, without a doubt, that wouldn't be faith. I once heard that the opposite of faith isn't doubt; it's certainty. And I believe that. I think of Mark's mother-in-law during her final days. I can imagine during my final days thinking, "this is it. All my hope and all my faith. And very soon, I will know for sure, no doubt."

And then I think of this song. When we die, we know without any doubt. When we die, there is no more need for faith or for hope. We will know all we need to know. No more faith. No more hope. Only love. Great song. I especially love to sing this song at the top of my lungs when faith is little harder than usual.