My friend Robin pointed me to another friend’s blog recently. Chris Yambar is an absolute riot to hang around, and always keeps you laughing, but he is also one of those guys that challenges and convicts you just by being who he is. I definitely think it’s worth your time to take a few minutes to read his latest blog post.
One of the messages the church in general seems to communicate clearly is that we should never doubt our faith, or especially God. Being honest with your pastor about the doubts you’re having often makes the as squeamish as a parent who’s toddler just asked them where babies come from. Often you end up getting pat answers about trusting God, and the need for faith. The problem is the answers don’t really deal with the doubt, and they certainly don’t make us feel any better, so what do we do?
This past week was a tough week. It’s not that I was drowning in the depths of depression, or anything like that, it was just a low week. They happen every now and then, and you just need to wait them out, kind of like the flu, without the weight-loss. What bothers me about these times is how hard it is for me to see God and to know that he is present. Well, maybe “know” is the wrong word. That’s the problem with the dark times, it’s not what we know that’s in question, it’s more a question of what we feel.
Sometimes I chuckle when I’m reading a passage of scripture. I mean, there are some pretty funny parts in it. For example, when Matthew is telling us about Jesus going into the desert to fast for forty days he says this, “After fasting forty days and forty nights, he was hungry.” I always laugh at [...]
The chair you’re sitting on has never gossiped about someone, or flipped someone off in traffic. It has never been jealous of other chairs, or lusted after someone that walked by. According to a lot of sermons I’ve heard over the years, the chair under your but right now is a better Christian than I am. Does that make sense?
I think the church needs a resurgence in the practice of simple things like being quiet long enough to hear God speak, or taking the time to slow down and breathe deeply for long enough to let God break through the chaos of our daily lives.