Talk about doubt: It probably seemed unreal that a King would ride a donkey to unseat the current ruler from His throne.
When Jesus entered Jerusalem on Palm Sunday and throngs of people welcomed Him, His disciples were overjoyed that this was the time Jesus had told them about. That He would be the King of the Jews. They thought now would be the time that the evil in the world would be dealt with by their wise and gentle but commanding Master. The Jesus they loved, respected and trusted was in control now and would work miracles daily on behalf of the hurting, sick, lame, downtrodden and mistreated people of their country.
Maybe they were thinking a military coup might be the way it would go down. Maybe another Jesus miracle would wipe out the “haters” and then all would be well. It was more than likely a combination of these thoughts going through the trusting disciples’ heads. But they were sure this was the time of their Master’s victory.
And they were right, it was. But it certainly didn’t come about in a way that they understood. Beaten, ridiculed and crucified unto death. How did it turn out so badly? This wasn’t what they’d call victory. And what it caused in the hearts and minds of those trusting disciples was doubt, for real.
Well, how can we as a people who have only read the history have any greater victory over doubt when illnesses are not cured, when jobs fall through, when disasters come, when loved ones are lost and their sudden deaths cannot be explained, when evil reigns in high places. How do we make reason of it?
We don’t have a crystal ball to look into and see the answers to the tough questions. We have a Bible with many promises and reassurances that God is in control of the universe and all things happen for His plan. And that ultimately He will also reign on this Earth and all evil will be defeated.
We can’t answer the questions. But we, who are Spirit filled Christians, already know that though the evidence looks bad, God is still good. He does reign.
Isaiah 40:15 says
Surely the nations are like a drop in a bucket;
they are regarded as dust on the scales;
he weighs the islands as though they were fine dust.
Can our small minds even comprehend this?
Is it enough? These “words”? No, not for most. Even Spirit filled Christians are going to have seasons of doubt and anxiety over the situations that look and feel bad. But they are only circumstantial evidence against our belief in God’s goodness.
Because if we pray for peace it comes. We know that He answers THAT promise always. When believers pray in earnest, whatever situation we are concerned with, He is faithful to answer with peace. He will say to our hearts “Be still”. We know that He is the great I AM. He is:
El Shaddai, the Lord God Almighty
El Ely on, The Most High God
Adonai, The Lord, Master
Yahweh, The Lord, Jehovah
Jehovah Nissi, The Lord My Banner
Jehovah-Raah, The Lord My Shepherd
Jehovah Rapha, The Lord that Heals
Jehovah Shammah, The Lord That Is There
Jehovah Tsidkenu, The Lord Our Righteousness
Jehovah Mekoddishkem, The Lord Who Sanctifies You
El Olam, The Everlasting God
Jehovah Jireh, The Lord Will Provide
Jehovah Shalom, The Lord Is Peace
Jehovah Sabaoth, The Lord of Hosts
When in doubt don’t beat yourself up and feel guilty about it. Get out your Bible and read Isaiah Chapter 40 all the way through. It is all about God comforting His people—and that is you, you Spirit filled Christian. It will renew your strength and faith. Doubt is normal—-but don’t stay in it. His promise is for you.
Oh, and it’s for you to share with unbelievers also. Don’t keep this incredible comfort to yourself. For me, it wants to come bursting out. I want to sing it from the rooftops and wear it on my sleeve. I can hardly contain it within.
Oh, wait- I’m not supposed to. I’ll share till there is no voice or breath left in me.
Good news. Great news. The best news. It overcomes any doubt I could ever feel. I’ve made up my mind- I’m sharing.
This is Easter Holy Week and we Christians are so very grateful. If you are not having a grateful day and you don’t intimately know our Jesus, I would like to share what I am thinking this day.
Jesus, a man whose body was as real as my husband’s who stands beside me, was known in the area of Jerusalem for His miraculous works. He raised Lazarus from the dead, walked on water and fed thousands of people with a loaf of bread and two fish. He changed wine into water, made blind men to see and he healed the lepers from the leper colony. The people of Jerusalem knew him for his miracles and His wise teachings. There was none that did not know Him or of Him. Here’s my take on the old story…
Jerusalem, during Jesus’s time, had a population of approximately 90,000 people it is assumed by scholars. Imagine walking into Walmart and not seeing someone you know here in our city of about half that number. I even recognize people I know at the Sam’s Club in Columbia which is about twice the size of our town, maybe 90,000 people.
We have doctors, nurses, policemen, firemen, and EMS personnel that perform what some call miracles here in Jefferson City, Missouri. There are people honored for their good works and deeds in giving to the poor and needy. It is quite notable in many cases, the good that our citizens have done for their fellow man.
But this man Jesus was loved by a few and hated by many despite His good works and deeds. This hate was because of the rulers of the day, because of religious dissension, because of jealousy and even because He was from Galilee.
Oh my! What comparisons we could make here; but there I’d digress….I’d say a bunch so I won’t.
In my wildest imagination I can’t think that I would not want to see a man in our town who raised someone from the dead or made a blind man see and healed a leper with the touch of his hands, but who also had the composure and countenance of a very wise and kind person (he has very kind eyes, I heard) who people could not help but follow. He was a leader, not from a need to control, but from confidence in Who He was. He was a leader destined to do great and mighty things and did not feel the need for posturing in front of other leaders. I bet we’d want to follow him. We follow many a charismatic man today, don’t we?
But some would dare to sit at the dinner table and talk about what a hoax miracles are and relax in the evening with the news on television, watching and laughing about what magic people can do these days with lights and mirrors and cameras. They could comment on how they had a little box of magic tricks when they were a kid, but with technology these days; well, anything is possible after all.
It could be my neighbor negating the miracles. It could be someone in my own household. It’s hard to imagine that people living and seeing with their own eyes were in denial that Jesus was the true Messiah that they had been expecting. Were they living under a rock?
Could we today, in our puny imaginations, deny that things are the same; people just live under a rock? Do we think that without technology, lights and mirrors and cameras, that Jesus used magic to perform miracles? Could we think that the creation of the Heavens and the Earth just blossomed into being and organisms sprang to life, molecules just existed and combusted into –what?…. more MIRACLES? But there I do digress.
I am just that narrow minded, I suppose. One Way, One Truth, One Life. Jesus.The Son of our living God who was crucified by those who reviled him. And miracle of miracles He rose again the third day. Hell could not hold a sinless man. When Jesus died the pathway into God’s throne room was bridged. For anyone saved by the blood of the Sacrificial Lamb, Jesus, we are invited into the Holiest of Holies.
I just thank God He blessed me with eyes and ears that see and hear truth and a heart that believes that anyone worthy of worship, honor and praise would BE the King, and would love BIG enough that He would make a way for His finest and most complex creation to come home to be with Him again forever.
I worship Jesus because He IS living and He says to Satan, again and again, “pass over my loved one’s home.” For me it’s a Passover day every day so far.
And when my home is not passed over, it will not be because of any Satan, any violent criminal, or any corrupt leader. It will be because My Father has called me home. And Hallelujah I say.
Worthy Is The Lamb. HE LIVES. I am so very grateful.