Our world clicks along its up-and-down roller coaster track and we ride it; sometimes with eyes shut, sometimes with screams, but always with faith. Not just the religious type, although most that recoil from the word envision churches and funny-robed men, but all of the trust and faith we put into everyday life. Faith that if I go to the bank today I can get my hard-earned clams back. Faith that other cars will stop when I go on green. Faith that your job will be here tomorrow and you won’t have to start scoping out supermarket throw away boxes for a new bed. Faith that your choices will bring you happiness. Whatever love or hate you have for the word or the concept, it’s a necessity.
And who is the Lex Luthor of mighty Faith? Doubt. And he is an evil bastard indeed. While Doubt can keep Faith honest and on the straight and narrow, he can also paralyze. I’ve had so many of them in my life. Hindsight can show them as justified, silly, saving, or a source of monster regret. And I think it all boils down to the type. When my doubt was based in an honest questioning and evaluation of my life and choices, it was a voice to be listened to. But when it was based in fear, of change or the unknown or another’s opinions, it was a life leech.
Fear and Doubt can be a villainous team-up. Even Superman would stress. However, I’m going to try and elminate the pair in my life even without superpowers...but maybe I’ll don a cape.
“Faith keeps you going, but doubt keeps you from going off the deep end.” --- Brad Warner
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