November 6, 2012
“Jesus said to her,
“I am the resurrection and the life. He who believes in me will live, even
though he dies; and whoever lives and believes in me will never die. Do you believe this?”
John 11: 25-26
“When I stand face to
face with Jesus Christ and He says to me – ‘Believest thou this?’ I find that
faith is as natural as breathing, an I am staggered that I was so stupid as not
to trust Him before”
(Oswald Chambers, My
Utmost for His Highest)
I am stubborn, obstinate to the point that it can be
aggravating to others, even to myself. I have had the mentality that I have had
to “touch the stove” time and time again, even in those times that I have
already touched it and I know that it is hot. I have tried to rationalize my
faith, which in writing this, seems such a contradictory statement. How does
one rationalize faith?
I don’t know. But in my stubbornness I have certainly tried.
God has promised me the most wonderful things to satisfy the
desires of my heart, things I could not imagine on my own, and yet I find
myself so worried about my present situation – on my “self” – that I fail to
let go of those things that worry and interfere with the vision that God has
for me, all spiritual blessings in the heavenly realms in Christ Jesus
(Ephesians 1: 3).
In short, I say I trust God. But in reality, I am far from
this.
I am reminded of the passage where a man approached Jesus
and asked him to heal his son, or servant (I can’t remember which, but will
look it up later!). When his faith is enough and Jesus fulfills his request,
the man still asks Jesus to forgive him for his unbelief and to help him to
believe.
This has become my primary prayer for myself over the last
few months. “Lord, forgive me for my unbelief. Help me to believe.”
Martha stood in the presence of Jesus, Son of God, and yet
she failed to believe and trust him in all things! If she failed then, what
chance have I in never seeing?
Oh my, that is staggering!
The truth is, I believe that God has been with me and has
never left me in any moment of my life, even in those times I chose to run from
him. So, this being true, I also believe that he has helped me in times I could
not help myself and he can, and will, rid me of my unbelief.
But it won’t be overnight. And it won’t be easy. It won’t be
as Paul experienced on the road to Damascus. At least, I don’t expect it to be.
After all, I am stubborn. And even if God chose to reveal himself to me, to
cancel my unbelief in a split second, I am sure that I would still try to
rationalize what had just happened.
Like that time in church when my arm started shaking
uncontrollably, and would not stop until three men prayed over me for an hour.
In the moment, it was the most spiritual I have ever been. But in looking back,
I am sure it was just a pinched nerve that happened while I was sleeping. I
mean, how much easier is it to believe that instead of the fact that the Holy Spirit
was working in and through me to heal me in some way?
Trust. I could go on for pages and still have no clear
understanding of its profound nature. So instead of trying to rationalize this
one, I’m going to try and experience it.
This is my phase in life – to experience God fully, on his
terms, through receiving his love and his blessings. And while I don’t know
what they will look like, or how they will manifest themselves to my heart, I
do know that I don’t want to be standing before the throne saying, “Man what a
bonehead I was! You were there all along!”
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