OLD SITE // Help My Unbelief

This blog has been transferred from an older site of mine and was originally published January 14, 2014

Immediately the father of the child cried out and said, ‘I believe; help my unbelief!’
-Mark 9:24

At first, this biblical character seems more than just a little misguided. His faith is strong, but then after a trial it instantly weakens. I mean, think about it for just a moment: the father in Mark 9 has a possessed son… the hope of his family having a future is about to slip away, and he has brought him to confront the Only Cure he’s heard of. He first brings his son to the disciples, and they can do nothing for him. They’re overwhelmed by how big this problem seems at the time. In a last ditch effort, the father asks Jesus in verse 22 “if you can do anything, have compassion on us and help us”.

If He can? If He can? Jesus was doing things no other man had ever done. Blind were seeing, deaf were hearing, people were literally waking from the grave at the sound and touch of Jesus Christ. This Jesus had come from Nowhere, Israel to right and redeem every little thing in this world. This Jesus stepped down from heaven to take on every ounce of my deep depravity and defeat it. Somehow, in the midst of this situation the disciples had lost faith in that Jesus. Somehow, after years of struggling to live with his deeply disturbed child, the boy’s father had lost faith in that Jesus. Somehow, in the midst of my small, pitiful problems I have lost site of the Jesus that is thoroughly invested in the business of redemption.

Jesus’ response? (After a short chastisement)”All things are possible for one who believes”. That statement could be unpacked for hours… let us suffice to say that we serve a God powerful enough to step into our horrible conditions, and redeem them for His glory. That, among all things is possible for one who believes in and has been bought by the blood Jesus Christ. What the father says next is what really gets me; “I believe; help my unbelief!” I think this is representative of where I am in much of my life. How often do I say to God, “I believe…. but I really don’t” “I know You’ve redeemed everything about me, I know that You’ve done amazing things in this world, and You’re worthy of all glory from all nations… but I’ve been so immersed in my problems and in my world that I lost sight of You, and stopped believing that you could heal this”

Lord Jesus, help my unbelief. I believe in You and Your amazing power; help my unbelief. I know that in all things you can heal… for Your glory.