You can, if you want to, go watch Journey sing “Don’t Stop Believing.” It’s possible that was the theme song of the Exodus. But probably only the title, not the song. Or it was the theme of Abraham, when God told him that it was time to leave Haran. Or it was the theme of David on the run from Saul, Nehemiah rebuilding the wall and then serving as governor. Joseph kept singing the phrase all the way to Egypt, on his way to slavery. And then another Joseph, all the way to Egypt, carrying a toddler. And then yet another Joseph, on his way to ask Pilate if he could take responsibility for the body of that one-time toddler, now crucified Jesus.

running bridgeThere is, as we live and breath, always a journey. And there is, as we journey, an opportunity to keep or stop believing. In a dream, in a vision, in a change, in a story, in ourselves, in someone outside ourselves.

It’s easy to stop. When the story is turning out differently than we want it to, it’s easy to stop believing what we believe we’ve been told.

For example, it’s easy to give up on a God who we’ve been told always fixes things, always blesses with stuff, always stops the pain. When we feel the pain, when things break, when we break or are broke, we want to stop believing.

But don’t. Stop believing, that is. We just need to consider what we are believing. Moses believed that believing God is was the right thing. For 120 years, through arguments with God, through the death of enemies and friends, rejection and mistakes, hesitations and holiness, Moses believed that believing God is was the right thing. (So did the rest of the people on those journeys.)

Eventually, he saw Jesus, in spite of those arguments and all.

The journey’s not easy. Don’t stop believing.