He said he’d convert to Christianity if he was healed. God healed him, right there in his African village. For real.
I don’t know about you, but I pray for safe things. I like to worry because worrying allows me to feel like I’m doing something. Laying it down and not picking it up again is giving God the opportunity to do nothing. And that’s scary.
One of the reasons I am convinced people become burned out on their faith journey is living a “faith life” without any danger. We have prayed safe prayers for so long we either don’t know how or are unwilling to do otherwise because we don’t want to get weird.
Lord, I pray you’ll provide $300 by this Thursday.
Jesus, please heal my son’s brain tumor.
I’m depressed and I don’t see any way out, God. Help.
These are the prayers of people we don’t want to be, in a place we don’t want to be.
So, in our safe homes we don’t need God.
Here’s a pill. Here’s a credit card. Here’s a screen.
Thrilled So Easily
Our amusements keep us looking for something else. The next cat video will do. Jimmy Fallon is even better.
Work/Life/Home requires so much of us that the work of faith feels too hard. Maybe later…
I’ll pray later, after I get past this next game level.
It hurts to think about the suffering. The need for revival in our nation. The people I could be serving, but am not. The people that live next door who need Jesus. The prayer list that just keeps growing and the person I said I’d pray for and then I forgot, so can I just not think about all this because it makes me feel depressed.
So Let’s Just Keep It Light
Jesus Loves You, and So Do I!
Honk if you love Jesus!
In our desire to stay unburdened we have bought into religious slogans instead of deep faith.
Fun, Crazy, Scary… Skeptical
Where is energetic, positive faith? The faith that looks at a world in turmoil and gets up from prayer without picking back up the weight of the world? Where is faith that lives in expectation of answered prayer, movements of the Holy Spirit and even miracles?
That’s a scary faith. A faith that can lead us to the unknown. Pastors who call us out to live generously- and it goes into a ministry budget we don’t control. Leaders who ask us to sacrifice our time, talent and treasure. Ministries that see incredible acts of God (healings, salvations, freedom from addictions.)
They might be a bunch of wackos. I am wise as a serpent, and I’m armed with Google to dig up dirt on anyone. How does this stuff happen and why among just some people… mass decisions for Christ and immediate life change?
I’m afraid of being bamboozled. I’m skeptical of it all. We have good reason to be skeptical, and yet skepticism can take over faith by always assuming the worst.
Altar call salvations… Simple emotionalism.
Healings… Planned and planted by supposed “healers” in advance of a healing service. Any physical response is psychosomatic.
Dreams, visions… Bad tacos.
Answers to prayer… Nice, but not really expected.
An Inconvenient Faith
Perhaps our biggest fear is what if God moves? What if I lead my neighbor to Christ? If God moves radically in my neighbor’s heart and home he wants me to be involved. She will need me to show love by giving the kids a ride or watching them after school. She’ll need a ear to listen, Biblical guidance, and even to borrow $20.
It makes me wonder if we considered it an adventure if our attitudes would change?
What if we made it kind of a mental game to look for where God is moving during my day? Actively looking. What if we saw the inconveniences associated with spending myself on behalf of Christ as opportunities to look for God to step in radically- and let me be a part of it!? What if we were open to being bamboozled by giving too much and perhaps believing too much? Making ourselves vulnerable. What if we prayed the Lord would make us thoroughly unsatisfied with our safe lives where we have no need for him to intervene?
Why not start now?