I’ve been asked to have faith. Now if you know me at all then you probably know I’ve got faith in very few things. I’ve been a vocal atheist since I was 12… I’m doubtful about anything really. A born skeptic. Faith is something odd and foreign to me. But here I am being asked to have it.
Recently I had to ask for faith from Stephen. But I asked for it with trust as the basis. I wonder the difference aloud. I asked him what he felt the difference was between the two concepts — faith and trust. He said to him they were one in the same. But we both were bothered by the question overall.
He turned to the internet for the crowdsourced definitions of each. Turned out that my unease at faith was well founded. Trust was a more solid construct that humans understand with evidence and examples. Interactions with the world builds your trust in what you can know. While faith is rooted in yourself alone; it’s based on what you cannot know.
My ask for trust meant that I was able to provide evidence of my feelings and beliefs. His ask for faith actually meant trust in the broader, defined terms.
The crowdsourced definitions helped the two of us understand each other and what we were looking for here. We both wanted trust from each other.
Faith be damned.
The girl who mistook her chair as a pulpit for the soles of her shoes 