This past we celebrated Ethan’s Confirmation of Faith.
In our church, this is a time where students who have attended a weekly time of worship, teaching and small group time for three years say they are ready and desire to make profession of their faith in Jesus Christ.
There are many things they have to do to reach this milestone and proclaim their faith in front of their family, peers, and church.
Though most students come to this time and want to be confirmed, the honest part is their faith is not perfect. Some actually will say they have grown but are still unsure of where they are at. After leading Taylor’s group and now Ethan’s, I’ve come to realize how an honest view of where you’re at in your faith is actually beautiful.
So many parts make up the faith that God has given us.
It’s God first and foremost that makes belief in Him possible. We love Him because he first loved us.
Yet when we mixed in the world and it’s allures and distractions it can get messy.
So why is it beautiful?
Because to hear these young lads ask questions means it’s important to them and they want to know. They are seeking Jesus.
Jesus said, “Seek Me and you will find Me.” WILL find me. Not MAYBE but WILL.
I think of the father who’s son was possessed by an evil spirit. The disciples tried to cast it out and they couldn’t. So the father goes directly to Jesus and asks Jesus to heal his son of his sickness. Jesus then asks the father THE question.
“Do you believe?” Jesus asked.
This father in his humility, fear, and desire to help his boy said, “Yes I believe. Help my unbelief.”
That’s being honest. That’s real. That’s beautiful.
I think that’s why Jesus then healed this man’s son–to help his unbelief. To show the father his honesty was covered in grace.
Jesus would understand the heart of a parent yes? And let us not forget, he loved that son.
Maybe He wanted to teach the disciples to judge less for an “As Is” situation and meet the person where He was.
Jesus sees the heart. We can trust Him with what He sees in our heart…even if we have our times of unbelief.
Ask for help in your unbelief. Meet Jesus in it. Seek Him you will find Him.
If that’s where you are right now, I wrote a song about this very thing. It’s called “Yes, I Believe.” Maybe you’ll find it helpful. Here’s the link.
I’m grateful for the courage of my son and his friends to be honest and care enough to say “I believe” in front of each other and yet still ask hard questions.
Have you struggled with a season of unbelief or wrestled with hard questions? I’d love to hear about your experience in the comments.
God is good all the time.