Received good news from my partner Clark yesterday. The Wednesday night class he’s teaching at FUMC Midland went well. Were doing Lesson 3, which, among other things, looks at my struggle with fear in the novelette.
Wrote Clark, “They shared openly about their own fears. Talked a lot about the walking/playing on water scene and the importance of joy and laughter. They really loved that part.”
And I love that they loved that part, but it makes me feel a little guilty, too. Why am I so dependent on little affirmations like that? Why do I get discouraged without them?
Then, I thought of John the Baptist, maybe the bravest of all Jesus’s disciples, yet someone who also had his doubts.
A few months after he had proclaimed Jesus as “the Lamb of God who takes away the sin of the world” John was alone in a jail cell. And he wasn’t so sure anymore. Luke’s Gospel says John asked some friends to track Jesus down and ask him, “Are you the one who is coming, or do we look for someone else?”
Jesus’s response: “Go and report to John what you have seen and heard: the blind receive sight, the lame walk, the lepers are cleansed, and the deaf hear, the dead are raised up, and the poor have the gospel preached to them” (Luke 7:22).
Seems as though when we have doubts, God is not at all disinclined to let us know we’re on the right track. 🙂