But deep down inside her was a secret: nestled within the folds of her soul resided two tiny seeds: seeds of doubt and faith. Even she didn’t know those two seeds hid in her soul.
She went to church every Sunday, and she said her prayers. Her tiny seed of faith opened and grew miniscule hair-like roots. She joined a bible study, and a small shoot emerged, opening tiny, green leaves. Her faith grew. But before long her life became so hectic she was unable to attend bible study, and she fell asleep before saying her prayers. Life didn’t seem to be the way it should, for a normal woman.
Soon the little seedling of faith withered and drooped. The seed of doubt opened and sent out strong roots. The plant grew tall and sprouted many green leaves. The woman grew restless and discontented. Praying became difficult. Doubt grew strong and vigorous, a flourishing weed.
A few weeks later, she tried to pray to God. “God, where are you? Why can’t I pray to you?” Then God allowed her to see the weed of doubt and the tiny seedling of faith struggling in its shadow.
“Oh God!” She cried out. “Show me how to eradicate the weed of doubt! How can I get rid of it?”
“Keep praying and spending time with Me,” a still, small voice seemed to say. But the weed of doubt flourished and the tiny seedling of faith struggled to stay alive.
The next day she cried out to her God. “Father, make that weed wither up and die! Cause the seedling to grow and flourish.”
“Be patient, my child,” came the answer. “Even though you do not feel my presence, I am here, and I love you.” The tiny seedling of faith raised its leaves heavenward.
Father God, show me ways to nourish the seed of faith.
Proverbs 22:5 “In the paths of the wicked lie thorns and snares, but he who guards his soul stays far from them."