(October 24, 2015)
Once again we see a reminder of the central fact that faith does not come from miracles. Having gone through a crisis of faith myself, I can attest to that fact. I have been blessed, in my life, to have seen (and participated) in things that can only be described as miraculous. And, yet, when I found myself struggling with my faith (as a consequence of my own poor choices), these miracles were not sufficient to grant me faith.
Even when, intellectually, I understood that the miracles that I had seen were not possibly consistent with a reductive materialistic view of the world, I managed to work myself into a point where I doubted everything. It wasn’t the miracles that brought me out of this dark place (and it truly is dark – I pity everyone living life without a testimony of the Savior, having been in that place myself), but rather it was a choice. When I chose to believe, then the things which even in my darkest times I understood intellectually grew and developed into something that amounted to genuine faith.