
No, I am not talking about the movie.
I was asked to preach on an aspect of Faith, so of course this Saturday I spoke on doubt. Too often we feel that when we come to faith, it means we have to leave our questions behind. That all those nagging thoughts we have all that unease is a sign of unbelief, or lack of faith. It's not.
I love that when Thomas doubted it was Jesus, and asked to see the wounds, Jesus didn't resist or scold him. Jesus obliged. This was the same Thomas who when the rest of the disciples were scared in John 11, exclaimed: "Let us go that we may die with him." This was a man who, church history tells us, was the one of the 12 to bring the gospel the farthest, way past the bounds of the Roman Empire. The Thomas who died a martyr's death. He was a moan of bold faith in his doubts, and his seeking of assurance in his doubt led him to a bolder faith and zeal that stretched far.
The Bible is full of these men: Peter sinking in water, Gideon in the wine press... they are everywhere and yet God uses these men, and God is gentle in their fears... Maybe we only need the faith of Job: "Why, why, why... you give, you take away... blessed be you name!"
My prayer is that of the centurion: "I believe, help thou my unbelief!"