This week’s sermon as TASCC was about….it was ABOUT a lot of things, but one that stuck out most to me was the idea that Abraham didn’t always have perfect, persistent faith. It was hard for him to believe in something he was promised that he didn’t see. It’ll make more sense if you go listen to it. I was in a particularly bratty mood (that’s how I see my sin sometimes. It’s ugly and annoying, but God isn’t JUST my King, He’s also my Daddy, and if need be He’ll tar my rear to get me in line) but thankfully last night, He didn’t tar me, He just asked,
“What do you value more? Your control and comfort, or my plan.”
Clearly, I value my comfort and control more. But I WANT to care more about His plan. I want to believe.
I want to believe a lot of things. Like that people mean what they say and kindness can be extended for no reason other than the sake of kindness. Or that I am what God says I am and not what I’m afraid to be. I want to believe that there is a better country coming, and that I get to be a part of it. And that right now, when jabs and punches are thrown, it’s because of hurt that lives in hearts, uninvited.
But like we learned again yesterday, sometimes it’s really hard to believe things when what you see is so opposite. Thankfully I serve a God who makes covenants and keeps them because it is who He is. And He reminds me, over and over, with His Word, and goodness, and love. And sometimes, His jokes. :)