It had happened the day before.  Jesus and His disciples walked into the city of Jerusalem early in the morning when He stopped to see if a fig tree had any fruit on it.  When Jesus found no fruit, He said, “Let no one eat fruit from you ever again.”  I’m sure the disciples just chalked it up to Jesus being in a grouchy mood.  But the next morning as they again made the walk into the city, they passed the same fig tree and saw that it had withered from the roots up.  The disciples seem to have been blown away with what they saw.  Jesus told them that they needed to “have faith in God”.  Then Jesus went on to say, “Therefore I say to you, whatever things you ask when you pray, believe that you receive them, and you will have them” (Mark 11:24).

It seems to me that the kinds of activities that I consider part of “daily life” are things that I just take for granted, things that I just take care of on my own.  I wonder if I keep God in a box and only let Him out for those kinds of things where I am aware of how much I need Him.  But Jesus handled all of His “daily life” with faith.  He walked in a trust relationship with God all the time.  He even walked to breakfast trusting God.

I’m not sure how much of my breakfast I handle with faith.  I usually think of “faith” as something that belongs in that time slot I label “devotions”.  But as I watch Jesus, I think my idea of faith is a bit small.  God wants me to grow in trusting Him throughout the whole day.  I wonder if I stretched my faith at the breakfast table, if perhaps that would build my faith in the prayer closet.