On the Increase

Doubting.Everyone struggles with doubt once in a while. In terms of spiritual doubts, I have a hunch God welcomes them, wanting us to ask whatever questions we have. When Jesus’ good friend Thomas doubted him, he didn’t show a shred of disapproval but lovingly went about dispelling his doubts.

My most frequent doubt-struggles happen in two areas: doubts about God, and about myself. I doubt God when he doesn’t come through as I thought he would, and I doubt myself when I’ve stepped out in faith and the promised results aren’t yet evident.

The simplistic answer for both dilemmas is to have greater faith. But how? By watching God come through, and by believing before I see results, the two places I doubt most. Sounds like a classic conundrum.

Scripture has a solution though. It details one more way to increase in faith and dissipate doubt: “Faith comes by hearing, and hearing by the word of God.” (Romans 10:17) So, what is faith-building about that? Isn’t it true that every time we read the Bible we’re hearing it?

Hearing the WordOur Nelson spent several of his adult years living in Nashville, Tennessee, and four of his siblings lived with him during different periods of time. The year Klaus was there, he and Nelson decided to act on the above verse from Romans. They began each day with a visit to the local Starbucks where they opened a Bible and read verses out loud with a desire to increase in faith. Reading Scripture aloud became a stepping stone to a better hearing of God’s Word.

In another example, three of our children spent 9 months each in an intensive YWAM Bible study program devoting 70 hours a week to concentrated examination of all 66 books. As they approached each new book, their first assignment was to read the whole thing out loud. This was no small task when it came to complicated Leviticus or lengthy Psalms. But reading aloud was a way to improve on hearing the Word of God, building faith in the process.

As we read silently, words bypass voice and ears and go straight from page to brain. It makes sense, then, that using a voice adds one more layer of impact to the message. Even in my prayer group as we pray verses over people, another woman’s verbalization of a passage, even a very familiar one, causes me to hear it better than if I was just reading it myself. I hear with my mind but also my heart and soul, which puts fresh oomph behind the words.

Doubt and FaithGod’s Word is keenly important to him, which is why he’s protected it through thousands of years. To read it aloud surely pleases him.

And it might also increase my faith.

“Joshua said to the children of Israel, ‘Come here, and hear the words of the Lord your God. By this you shall know that the living God is among you’.” (Joshua 3:9-10)

A Happy Thanksgiving?

Blog readerI started Thanksgiving Day by talking to God about you blog readers, with extra time spent on those who are widows. Many of you have contacted me through this site in 2013, and I’ve saved each of your stories in a cyber-file. You’re important to me, especially those of you walking through your first 12 months without your beloved.

In asking the Lord what his desire was for the words in this Thanksgiving post, I could  just hear him say, “Comfort those who are grieving. By my Spirit, give them something to be thankful for.”

I wasn’t sure how best to do that, but as is always true with God, he showed me. “Remember the devotional you read yesterday? That message will bring them comfort.”

Though I didn’t remember, when I looked back I saw the reason he wanted me to use it. The topic was sorrow and joy, and I knew each of us could benefit from reading it tonight. Spurgeon began by reminding us of an intensely sad situation in the Bible. After Jesus had been killed, his disciples felt abandoned and were crushed with disappointment. Deep in sorrow, they wondered how they could possibly go on without him.

And then! Their beloved teacher and mentor reappeared, very much alive and back “on duty” as the one they’d become so attached to and loved so dearly. Their joy overflowed!

Spurgeon then moves from that story to sorrowful people today:

All the sorrows of saints* shall be thus transmuted, even the worst of them, which look as if they must forever remain fountains of bitterness. Then the more sorrow, the more joy. If we have loads of sorrow, then the Lord’s power will turn them into tons of joy. Then the bitterer the trouble, the sweeter the pleasure.

“The swinging of the pendulum far to the left will cause it to go all the farther to the right. The remembrances of grief shall heighten the flavor of the delight. We shall set the one in contrast with the other, and the brilliance of the diamond shall be the more clearly seen because of the black foil behind it.

“Come, my heart, cheer up! In a little while I shall be as glad as I am now gloomy. Jesus tells me that by a heavenly alchemy my sorrow shall be turned into joy. I do not see how it is to be, but I believe it, and I begin to sing by way of anticipation.” **

WonderingSo whether you’re a widow whose heart is full of sadness or a non-widow dealing with struggles of another kind, these words are a gift of comfort from the Father to you. And in the dark of night, if you haven’t thought of a single thing to be thankful for, now you have one: God’s promise of better days ahead.

Spurgeon may have been talking about our joy-filled life in the hereafter, but from my own grief experience I can tell you it’s a promise God applies in this world, too.

“Your sorrow shall be turned into joy.” (John 16:20)

*Spurgeon refers to all Christians as “saints”.   **Cheque Book of the Bank of Faith, p. 331.

Damage Control

Last weekend a bunch of us drove from our home in southwest Michigan to the Chicago area for a wedding. As we approached the city on the Dan Ryan Expressway, a disturbing sign caught my eye:

892 TRAFFIC DEATHS THIS YEAR      DRIVE NOW     TEXT LATER

Traffic deathsSurely all 892 weren’t killed as a result of texting, but some probably were. I know what it feels like to stray from my lane while texting and have done it just enough to say, “No more.” One second too many could exact a terrible price.

The other day Birgitta showed me an iPhone video taken through the front windshield of a squad car. An SUV in front of the policeman began drifting left. As it hit the shoulder, the driver must have looked up, recognized his error, and sharply overcompensated to the right.

He cut across several lanes and hit the side of a truck on the far right, bounced left across those same lanes and into oncoming traffic, and was hit head-on by a fast-moving 18-wheeler. The SUV and anyone inside were disintegrated on impact in an accident that took 5 seconds.

All of us are tempted to say, “I’ll just glance for a second.”

I wonder if similar life-devastation can happen when we look away from the Lord for “just a second.” The problem with texting while driving and also with taking our eyes off God probably isn’t as much about the quick look away as the getting stuck on what we’re looking at. Two seconds. Maybe three or four.

Whatever it is, it grabs our attention ever-so-slightly longer than the one second we promised ourselves. Suddenly we’re “stuck” and catastrophe occurs. It wouldn’t have happened at all except that whatever we were glancing at was, for those seconds, worth it to us.

The most devastating part of the whole thing is that there are no do-overs. If our quick peek turns into a longer one, it’s willful, risky, and a foolish gamble on our part. And if permanent damage gets done, whether while driving and texting, or in other areas of life when we let ourselves dwell on something we shouldn’t, back-peddling isn’t possible.

In hindsight, that just-a-second peek is virtually never worth it, because it doesn’t take much of a look to find us quickly invested in what we’re seeing. And when that happens, it gets more and more difficult to look back at God. As a matter of fact, it might be quite a while before we can pull our attention from what first distracted us to turn back toward him.

So hopefully, if we don’t text and drive, the odds are good we won’t be one of those numbers on Chicago’s expressway sign. Better than that, though, is not to take our eyes off God, not even for a second. If we focus exclusively on him, he’ll save us from many an accident.

“[Lord], turn my eyes from looking at worthless things; and give me life in Your ways.” (Psalm 119:37)