“The glory of God is man fully alive.”
~ Saint Irenaeus
Have you ever secretly questioned your salvation? Dared not admit it to anyone else (or maybe, not even “out loud” to yourself)?
In the hidden places of your heart and mind doubts creep in like ants at a picnic, uninvited thieves you’d like not to shoo away, but obliterate! It seems like everyone else is so sure about their faith, but you have questions where they seem to have answers.
What compels you to feel this way?
- That “big” sin committed years ago, the one you think unforgivable, the one no one knows, the ghost that threatens to shame you if anyone found out.
- A lack of spiritual discipline, you never feel like you pray, study, serve or read scripture enough.
- Inconsistency between the faith you profess and the faith you live.
- Your struggle to reconcile the pain and suffering in this world with a God who supposedly loves and cares for His people.
- Your spiritual Achilles Heel, besetting sin, that familiar spirit that knows you well and easily entangles you.
- A spiritual Tar Baby–the more you fight against it, the deeper you’re stuck.
Lovies, hear me loud, hear me clear: THEY…ARE…ALL…LIES!
“The story of your life is the story of the long and brutal assault on your heart by the one who knows what you could be and fears it.” ~ John Eldredge, Waking the Dead
Satan is not omniscient but he knows those who belong to the Lord. He hates them for it.
He hates you and me.
Satan knows God has set his children apart for Kingdom purpose, now and for eternity. His singular goal from our salvation to physical death is to attempt to steal…kill…and destroy the very things God has extended to his babies. Deftly, he seeks to accomplish this by making us forget all we’ve been given in Christ–
- an inheritance
- a new heart
… and among so many other gifts, unconditional love.
For me, doubt made me question my salvation. Doubt was the impetus for my own forgetfulness. Sometimes I wrestled with questions that to me had no answers–certainly no easy ones! When well-meaning friends responded with Sunday school answers or trite religious platitudes, it only served to make me question further but silently. Frustrated, I felt lost emotionally and spiritually.
Which is why I’m beyond-words grateful for Jesus’ first recorded miracle following his transfiguration in Mark 9. It’s the story of a father who begged Jesus to heal his mute and seizure-riddled son. In verse 23 Jesus tells this father “All things are possible for him who believes,” and in 24, “Immediately the boy’s father cried out and said, “I do believe; help my unbelief.”
I do believe. Help my unbelief.
Six words that minister life and love and generosity and kindness from my God who knows me so well he provides a written account of someone I can relate to, someone with an imperfect but honest faith, a six-word prayer that gives me the assurance that He who began a good work in me will be faithful to complete it.
I realized doubting didn’t undermine my faith, it drove me to seek answers. Paradoxically and mysteriously, the way faith often functions, God redeemed what I considered “counter-Godly” to be used to bring me closer to him.
What about you? Do you have a “life-line” scripture that feels like God preserved it in his Word just for you? Please share–we’ll all be encouraged!