Is your faith actually contagious?

or it it repulsive?

I asked myself this question recently, and the realities of my everyday life gave a pretty grim answer. So, today’s post is a confession of sorts, but I hope it will refine you like it has been refining me. It might feel like a gut punch at first, but when I intentionally sat with this question, it woke me out of my Jesus-approved answer stupor.

Yes, I want to say my faith is contagious, but is it actually contagious?

I can see areas of my life where what I do doesn’t totally match what I say I believe.

And the thing that brought on this question and woke me out of my stupor was thinking about what my kids might say.

• Do they see a momma who’s willing to do hard work for an audience of one or complains about tasks almost as much as they do?

• Do they see a momma with a joy that can’t be wrecked by a flat tire or one who stresses and panics about very temporary things?

• Do they see a momma who speaks life and words of wisdom or one who gossips and judges?

• Does my everyday life speak to what I say I believe about God?

That He’s trustworthy. That He’s with me. That He’ll provide.

Before you start packing up for that cross-country guilt trip, one reason I have loved writing these Monday questions is because they aren’t full of to-dos and fixes.

Let’s start by getting excited about a contagious faith.