When I read the words “Have faith in God” in a devotional this morning, something inside me paused. I didn’t want to just accept what the writer had interpreted—I needed to hear what God Himself was saying to me. I needed a fresh word straight from His heart to mine. So I lingered in that scripture, letting it settle over my thoughts. I didn’t rush. Instead, I asked a few simple yet probing questions to help me meditate more deeply:
What does “Have faith in God” mean to me personally? In which area of my life is my faith in God strong, and why? In which area is my faith in God weak, and why? What can I intentionally do this week to grow in this weaker area? How will I measure that growth?
As I sat with these questions, the Lord began to gently unfold things in my heart.
1. What does “Have faith in God” mean to me?
To me, having faith in God means trusting Him with every plan and purpose He has for my life. It means I believe that He exists, that He hears me when I pray, and that He’s intimately involved in every detail of my life. I believe He is omniscient, omnipresent, and omnipotent. I believe that He truly created the heavens and the earth—and I trust that His Word is truth.
I believe Jesus is the ultimate sacrifice for my sin. I believe the cross was not just an act of love but an invitation into righteousness. Because of Christ, I have bold access to the Father. I’m not a stranger—I’m a daughter. I’ve been adopted. I’m deeply loved, fully accepted, and completely forgiven. That is what it means to me to have faith in God.
2. Where is my faith strong?
My faith is strong in the area of believing in God’s existence and His nature. I know He’s real. I know He speaks. I know He’s my Father. I don’t follow Him for comfort or convenience—this is not a religious routine. I genuinely believe Jesus walked the earth, died, rose again, and is coming back. The Kingdom of God is not a concept to me—it’s reality. I’ve meditated on this truth again and again. It’s in my bones.
I see His presence in the world around me—churches, pastors, believers, testimonies. These constant reminders anchor me. My faith in God’s reality is rooted deep.
3. Where is my faith weak?
If I’m honest, my faith wavers when it comes to the supernatural move of God—miracles, deliverance, answered prayers in the impossible places. I struggle with areas of my life that seem stuck. I ask. I wait. I try. And yet the cycles repeat.
Though I believe God is powerful, I wrestle with walking in that power. I don’t always know how to access it or live in it. I know He heals, I know He delivers, but I haven’t consistently experienced those breakthroughs. Sometimes, I feel like I’m just surviving spiritually, instead of walking in the anointing that changes atmospheres and circumstances.
Why is this part of my faith weak? Because for a long time—until November 2021—I didn’t pursue that side of my relationship with God. I knew His love. I felt His strength. But I didn’t press in to know Him as the Deliverer, the Healer, the God of wonders who turns things around. I never truly leaned into prayer, fasting, or the gifts He gave us to encounter Him powerfully. I believed in holiness, but not always in breakthrough.
And I’m realizing now that’s not faith in its fullness.
4. What will I do this week to grow in faith?
This week, I want to pursue an intentional encounter. Tomorrow, I’ll go to church—but I won’t just attend. I’ll come back home and shut the door behind me, open my Bible, and sit in prayer, seeking His presence. I’ll fast. I’ll ask Him for a word concerning my life, my week, my future. I’m hungry for an encounter that shifts my heart. I need it. I believe this is a critical junction in my life, and I want to meet Him like never before.
I won’t stop asking. I won’t stop knocking. I want to be transformed.
5. How will I measure growth?
I’ll know I’ve grown when my faith in God’s power begins to manifest in my expectations. When I begin to expect miracles, not just hope for them. When I pray and believe—not just in theory, but with the unshakable assurance that God will respond. I’ll know I’m growing when I stop speaking with hesitation and start declaring with authority.
A Revelation from the Fig Tree
As I meditated on Mark 11:22, I went back to the full context. Jesus was hungry and approached a green fig tree expecting fruit. It wasn’t the season for figs—but He still expected it to respond to His command. When it didn’t, He cursed it. And the tree withered.
Why? Because it didn’t respond to the voice of the Creator.
That hit me hard.
The fig tree didn’t bear fruit because it wasn’t the right season—but Jesus is the one who created seasons. His voice overrides time. And if He speaks, even what is out of season must respond.
That word wrecked me—in the best way.
Because the world tells me:
“You’re 46. You’ve missed the marriage season.”
“You’re past childbearing years.”
“You’ve waited too long to be promoted to leadership.”
But the Word says: If God speaks, even an out-of-season tree must respond.
So I declare in faith:
Lord, I believe You for marriage—even if it’s “late.”
Not just any marriage, but one aligned with Your heart—a man of God, a man who walks in intimacy with You.
I believe You for children—even now.
A healthy pregnancy, a beautiful daughter in my womb, a fulfilled promise—because nothing is too hard for You.
I believe You for promotion—even when it seems impossible.
I believe I’ll walk into an executive role with weighty, purposeful responsibility. Because You don’t need time to qualify me—You just need a moment.
Lord, You’ve shown me that faith doesn’t wait for favorable conditions. Faith speaks. Faith expects. Faith commands fruit, even out of season.
So today, I say with full assurance: I have faith in God.
Thank You, Father, for this word. For this revelation. For the grace to grow. For the faith to believe. For the courage to ask again—and again—and again.
In Jesus’ name,
Amen
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