One of our biggest problems, as Christians, is…well, I’m not sure if it’s
arrogance or ignorance. Our faith suffers the most because of one thing.
Things don’t go the way WE think they should. Certain situations pop
up, and we pray about em and do all the things we think we’re supposed
to do, and it STILL goes the other way. So we take a few hits to the
armor of God, and get a few new chinks in the ol breastplate….
We seldom stop to think that maybe the way WE thought it was supposed
to go, wasn’t the way it was supposed to go at all! Now, generally
speaking, I’m not a “name it and claim it” kinda guy. There are some things,
though, that I DO believe fall into that “category”. For instance:
If I want a new car, there’s nothing wrong with asking God to provide
one for me. If I want to walk around naming and claiming that car in the
name of Jesus, there’s nothing wrong with that either. BUT…nowhere in
the Bible did God promise me a new car! On the other hand, if I get sick…
He DID promise me healing! That I will name and claim until I’m healed
or taken out of this world….
The thing is, we go around naming and claiming things He never promised
us, then when we don’t get them, our faith suffers…even though it’s not our
faith that’s misplaced, but maybe our naming and claiming.
I think, too, that often times we’re not patient enough. If our prayers aren’t
answered the way we think they should be…WHEN we think they should
be…then we think God’s asleep. Or that He’s punishing us for something.
Or that He just doesn’t like us much in the first place. He answers other
people’s prayers…He just doesn’t answer mine…
There are numerous holes in our thinking. I don’t want to take the time
today to get into all that, but there are holes in our thinking, friends!
Another big problem we have, is we’ve been cursed with short-term
memory in certain areas. Perfect example: John 6.
Jesus had just fed a crowd of five thousand men with five small barley
loaves and two tiny little fish. They all ate til their tummies were full and
THEN they filled up twelve baskets with the left-overs. Remember the
story? (Btw…another great example that our God is a God of abundance!
He COULD have stopped with “enough”…but He didn’t!)
Anyway, five small loaves, two small fish, five thousand men and twelve
baskets FILLED with left-overs. Got it in your mind? Just take a moment
to picture what it must have been like! Now…picture this:
When evening came, Jesus and the disciples went across the lake. Next
morning, the crowd wakes up, finds out Jesus is gone and goes looking for
him. They found him on the other side of the lake in Capernaum. The first
question they asked him was “Lord, when did you get here?”
The second question was, ““What must we do to do the works God requires?”
The third question was…are you ready for this? It used to really make my
blood boil to think about it, until I realized that I AM JUST LIKE THEM!
Now it makes me even more angry, because I don’t WANT to be like them…
With their bellies FULL of barley loaves and fish that hadn’t even had the
time to digest yet…with twelve baskets FILLED with leftovers piled up on
the other side of the lake, just beginning to rot in the morning sun…with the
smell of those fish STILL ON THEIR BREATH…
It hurts me deep inside to say this…and it really, truly honestly brings tears
to my eyes to think about it…their third question was this:
“What miraculous sign then will you give that we may see it and believe you?
What will you do?” (John 6:30)
Bunch of ungrateful bastards…and, as much as I hate to say it, I’m one of em.
I don’t WANT to be one of em…and I try not to be one of em…but I AM one
of em…because I’m a human being. How I do despise being one of us,
sometimes…
How quickly we forget the miraculous moments that occur every single day
in our lives. We don’t even think about it before we open our big mouths to
ask the question, “What signs will you show us?”
Is it any wonder that Jesus said SO many times….”You of little faith…”
I don’t want to have little faith anymore. I don’t want to ever ask the question,
“What signs will you show us?” And every single time that I doubt Jesus, his
willingness, or his ability…that’s exactly what I’m doing. Asking that same
foolish, selfish question….
I don’t want to ask it ever again….
