Faith is one of those words we can use quite well without necessarily being able to define it. There’s nothing wrong with this, by the way, peace be upon my English teachers who tried to teach me otherwise. Being able to use a word correctly, and even elegantly, does not require you to be able to spout a dictionary-esque definition upon command.
I am not spending a lot of time defining faith, see above, but instead, I wanted us to talk about faith itself and partly where it came from. Our faith, regardless of what kind, came from somewhere. Timothy’s came from his grandmother and mother, among others. Mine came from my parents, among others. After tracing it a bit, I wanted us to think about what it means to be a person of faith and how it can be a vital part of community.
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