Most of us believe or want to believe in something. We’d like to believe in miracles, to believe that God thinks we’re special, to believe that good things are on their way to us.
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I want to believe, I do believe. I’ve learned to be happy in life a person must be optimistic, that’s one of the aspects of faith. Study after study in my field of sociology confirm the essential of optimism for a satisfying life. Most of us have experienced at least an inkling of beauty, joy, rapture, transfixed by the vastness of nature and the endless possibilities of life. Most of us would concur, “I believe in something greater, something more astounding than me, something I am a part of, that I belong to. I want so much for justice to triumph, I believe it’s possible, I believe it will happen.
However, there is the other side of the coin. I see suffering, I feel the uncaring, I feel the “me-first” attitude of many people and I doubt. The doubts invariably creep in…nobody seems to care. But I want to believe, I can’t feel good about myself, my life, the world’s life without believing in at least the possibility of a better world. I desperately want to believe in something better, something that gives meaning to life and a goal to existence.
Like most of you, I have those times when things are going well, I’m happy.
It’s easy to be optimistic, to believe but then… you know what happens…I guess that’s why I was so impressed by a little passage in the Bible found at Mark 9:24. A father of a suffering little boy confessed to Jesus, “ I believe, help my unbelief.” When I read that I realized that man, that father, said in 5 words what it would take me pages to say if I weren’t in tune to his perception. He said it all, “ I believe, I want to believe in miracles, believe that something good is on the way , but there is a part of me that has doubts, help that part of me to believe.” I love that honesty.
A little background might help here. In this Bible passage we read the eyewitness account of a man, a father, confronting Jesus. The father’s son has been suffering with various ailments for years. He asks Jesus if he could help in some way. Jesus responds, “ If I can? What do you mean, ‘If I can,’ all things are possible for those who believe.” This is where the father retorts, “ I believe, help my unbelief.” In other words, I believe but there is a part of me that says it’s too good to be true, that you couldn’t possibly help with my son’s ailments. I can’t hardly dare to belief and get my hopes up and be disappointed but I do believe, I want to believe. Help my unbelief, my disbelief. Help that little part of me that can’t seem to believe for fear I’ll be disappointed if it doesn’t come true. Help me with that Jesus.
That ambivalence describes everyone of us at times. I personally struggle with why people around me and worldwide suffer and yet why do I deserve to have life so good, will it continue? That’s unbelief.
Then I, when I catch myself thinking negatively have to say, “stop…stop it! I believe but Lord help me with the doubting part of me. Help me to dream dreams that are seemingly impossible. I know life’s not worth living without dreams and dreams can’t float, can’t be animated without the faith, the belief, the assurance they’re possible. So much of life is improbable but it turns out with persistent believe and effort to be probable after all, and only then crystallizes into reality.” I find I have to repeat this prayer or affirmation often to control my attitude.