Sorry.  The first half of the week I had the flu.  The last half of the week I had complications from an old surgery (arm) and ended up in the hospital three days.  The only bearable part was wall to wall windows that overlooked a virtual forest of trees that cascaded down a hillside.  And in the distance was a huge (HUGE) white cross that reached for the clouds.  On Easter the fog obscured everything but the cross.  It was beautiful.  So I didn't miss Easter.

My last blog was on fighting the good fight of faith.  Which reminds me of the scripture that discusses the "substance" of faith.  Heb. 11: 1 "Now faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen."  One person I heard speak on this verse said that the word ' substance' would better be interpreted as 'title deed'.  Substance being something you can hold, that you can touch.  Something that in our physical world would be called evidence.

I always am amazed that the world looks at our faith as being unsubstantiated.  But the most substantial evidence of the reality of Christ is the evidence that we see in people of faith.  They live differently.  They are a peaceful people.  They are distinguishable from people who have no faith.  If you have been a member of a church for many years, you know what I am talking about.  Some of the people are truly people of faith.  Some aren't--they just go to church.

The Bible says "…by their fruit you shall know them…", and there is fruit, or there isn't.  People are bitter or they are sweet.  They are happy or they are miserable…etc.

Fruit inspectors know a piece of fruit when they see one.  It is not a judgment call.  Faith has substance.  There is evidence for it.