I grew up in church, for my whole life; I was taught the stories of the Bible. I have heard about Daniel who was sent to the Lion’s Den for praying and survived. I have heard about Joseph and his coat of many colors, and how he was sold into slavery by his brothers. I learned how he rose up in Pharoah’s court and eventually saved his family from famine. I have heard the story of Moses and the parting of the Red Sea, of David defeating Goliath and the Hebrew children escaping the fiery furnace.

I have been taught that these are the heroes of our faith. These are people we should look up to as examples to follow. Be like David and defeat the giants in your life. Be like Esther and know that God has raised me up for such a time as this. As I have grown, I have come to understand that this is not the purpose of these stories. The stories of these men and women of the Bible are not written for us to look at them but to look at God. God is the only hero in the Bible.

Bod uses mean and women who are flawed and frail, who often fail. But the one thing that they have in common is that they believed God. They did not believe God perfectly and sometimes they only believed God one time. But they believed God even with a faith the size of a mustard seed. Without faith it is impossible to please God. So don’t dare to be a Daniel, a Deborah, or a David. Instead, dare to believe God. Even if your faith is small, you never know what big thing He might do.