Questioning my faith in my faith.

by philter

I am sitting here at home watching Coachella broadcast live via YouTube and thinking about my day. Today at church was a beautiful, yet very hard time for me. It was beautiful because it was Palm Sunday, a day where we remember Jesus coming into Jerusalem as prophesied and being worshipped by the people. It was also beautiful because Emma and Abby’s class did a song in front of the church. i sat there and watched my little girls jumping, laughing, singing and having an amazing time worshipping Jesus.

At the same time, it was a hard morning for me. Why? Because as we celebrated and worshipped Jesus I sat there and questioned my faith. Not my faith in Jesus, but my faith in my faith in Jesus. I don’t even know if I should be writing this here. I mean I am a Christian, a missionary with YWAM and co-founder of Steps of Justice. Well, it’s out there now, might as well keep going ;-)

I guess I just wonder what happened to me. I mean, did I grow up? Did I loose my innocent, childlike, uninhibited faith and desire to worship Jesus? I remember that as a kid, and even as a young adult I just went for it in worship and in my faith. It seems the older I get the more tainted I am, the more concerned  I get about looking foolish.

Amy and I were talking to our good friend Chris about this time when I was with YWAM in Seattle. One day during worship I felt like I was supposed to go and play the drums. Now I don’t play drums and I never have, but I felt Jesus saying “go.” I walked up to my friend Rusty and told him what I felt Jesus saying and he just started laughing and told me to go for it. So, I shuffled my way to the front of the room and started playing drums. Was it good? No. Was it good for me and for the rest of the school and staff to see me walk in obedience to God, even if it meant I looked foolish? Yes.

Here is the thing, I wonder if Jesus spoke to me now about doing something that was outside of my comfort would I do it? My guess is no. Maybe that’s why Jesus doesn’t ask me to do stuff like that anymore, cause He knows I would say no. The thing is, a part of me wants to say yes, a very scared part of me.

I am done being luke warm. I am done being scared. I want to and am striving to be someone who lives their lives out of a faith, belief and total trust in Jesus. I find myself being embarrassed or even hesitant to talk about my faith, or life in Jesus. The more hesitant I am, the less passionate I am and the less passionate I am the more I question my faith in my faith in Jesus.

Things are going to change, things have already stated to change. Me writing about this and admitting it is a step.

Photo by The Dif

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