The sermon a few Sundays ago triggered these thoughts and I thought that I would try to express what I’m thinking. I’m much better at communicating bare facts and information, not so great at thoughts and emotions, so please bear with me.
“Lord I believe, Help thou my unbelief.” This is a prayer that I often find myself praying. Is it just me? I find that nearly every difficulty, every trouble in my life boils down to my unbelief, my lack of rock solid, to-the-death faith in my Lord.
I’m not saying that I won’t have any trials if I simply believe, that everyone I love would be healthy or that the car wouldn’t break down. I am saying that my discontent, my worry, my wrong actions are often rooted in my basic unbelief.
- If I believed, really believed, that God is in control then I wouldn’t worry about tomorrow, I would be content to wait on His timing.
- If I really believed that He loved me, I would not ask “why me?”.
- If I believed that He rewards obedience and punishes disobedience, I wouldn’t be tempted to take things into my own hands, I would be content to be obedient and faithful and allow Him to deal with others as He sees fit.
- If I believed that he was all powerful, I wouldn’t be tempted to fight for His honor and glory through means that He has not ordained.
- If I believed that He was all that I needed, I wouldn’t ask for more.
The sermon was another of the constant reminders of my sin and lack of simple, child-like faith. Lord help me to say, like Job, “I know that my Redeemer lives” and allow that to be enough for me.