Miss Kate provides us with a one word prompt challenge every Thursday night at 10 p.m. I find these really fun to do. This week the word is confident. I hope you will come join us.
late 16th century: from French confident(e ), from Italian confidente, from Latin confident- ‘having full trust’, from the verb confidere, from con- (expressing intensive force) + fidere ‘trust’.
In the course of one week, confident/confidence means different things.
Confidence in Skillset
Confident I type, assuring a gal that yes, when breeding a rabbit only two fall-offs are necessary and NO, you don’t need to introduce the buck to the doe four hours later. One breeding time is sufficient to have, 31 days later, a healthy litter of kits. This assumes that the doe is fertile, not overweight, and doesn’t have a scare during her pregnancy, and of course, that the buck is fertile. I have been breeding rabbits for more than 15 years and have mentored many people into the craft that is bunny raising. Confidence is not a skill I lack in this regard.
Confidence in Choices
Confidently, trusting my lad, on a snow day, after a recent long chat, I give him carte blanche in choosing his learning activities for the day. True to my trust, my lad happily comes to me with a plan for the afternoon. Taking apart a clock radio, sewing on shoulder flashes on his uniform, and building a stand for his crossbow. Good learning in all that, so on a day when our student has the day off school, I have a mild headache, the lad is still learning well.
Confident, I Stand
Not quite as confident, and actually falling into a pit of despair was the start of my week. I’m still shaky from that day… but Tuesday when I still coming out of that pit, a timely reminder was given.
Faith comes from hearing the word, faith comes from knowing the truth and believing it in. Faith is not based on emotion. So when my emotions are completely out of whack, feeling lost and alone in the world, my faith is not in question. What I mean is that, though I may not feel like I have faith at the moment, doesn’t mean that my faith is non-existent. It just means my emotions are all crazy and that Satan is doing an excellent job of hitting me where it hurts the most. But faith is not based in emotions. God promises that those who seek him find him. He doesn’t say, the emotionally always stable who seeks him find him. He doesn’t say “they find him and then he leaves them when things are hard.” The bible is clear. If you seek for God you WILL find him. That is a fact. Real, true knowledge. The truth of that statement hit me like a ton of bricks a year or so ago. And that truth remains with me still.
My confidence (emotionally) is starting to come back, but until it does completely, the truth of who God is remains. His steadfastness, his surety, his known providence and care remain the rocks that I stand upon when things are hard. Upon him… I am confident.