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Textures of Text: Stone Crossings–Doubt

March 29, 2011 By Sandra Heska King

 

They come.

Irritating like grit under a contact lens.

Like a dog hair embedded in the sole of my foot.

Slivers of doubt.

They creep in unannounced, uninvited, and unwanted.

How could a loving God allow thousands of souls to be swept out to sea?

What if life really is all an accident?

What if this is all there is?

What if my hope is in vain?

I entertain these visitors briefly.

Share a cup of tea.

(Do I dare tell you this?)

But ultimately I put my fingers in my ears.

La-la-la-la-la-la-la.

And I push the mind crashers out the door.

Beat them off with scripture.

Ponder the magnificence of creation and the minute details of the workings of my body.

I’m in good company.

The Israelites doubted, though they saw and tasted a miracle-making God.

Peter doubted even after he stepped on solid sea.

Thomas would not believe until he saw and touched.

Jesus said, “So, you believe because you’ve seen with your own eyes. Even better blessings are in store for those who believe without seeing.” ~John 20:29 (NIV)

L.L. Barkat describes how she struggled with doubt for months while a student at a Christian college.

In any case, something pushed me into crisis where I teetered on a dangerous cliff that could only drop into disbelief or rebellion. I began to question God’s very existence. (p. 54, Stone Crossings)

I’m betting that we all doubt at times.

We may not want to admit it.

Because maybe that doubt scares us.

And maybe we’re afraid to believe that we doubt, let alone share that fact with anyone.

L.L. found someone who listened without judgment.

She concludes that while the “dangers of doubt are real,” the “forces that fuel doubt are also real.”

That when it comes to the “hard things  . . . unquestioned faith is questionable, that covering doubt and demanding unexamined allegiance holds its own special dangers.”

Maybe we need not fear the doubt when it comes, but should consider it an opportunity to exercise and strengthen our faith.

Do you ever have doubts?

How do you deal with them?

Standing in faith,

Consider it a sheer gift, friends, when tests and challenges come at you from all sides. You know that under pressure, your faith-life is forced into the open and shows its true colors. So don’t try to get out of anything prematurely. Let it do its work so you become mature and well-developed, not deficient in any way. ~James 1:2-4 (Message)

 

 

 

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  1. Susan J. Reinhardt says

    March 29, 2011 at 9:37 pm

    Hi Sandy –

    My pastor’s been doing a series called, “Victory for Doubters.” He says it’s okay to doubt as long as you doubt the right things. Doubt anything contrary to the Word of God.

    We think every thought that comes into our heads originates from us and feel condemned. The truth is the enemy tries to gain a foothold by planting suggestions in our minds. We have a choice to meditate on our doubts or on the Word.

    Blessings,
    Susan 🙂

  2. diana says

    March 30, 2011 at 1:46 am

    I cannot tell you how very glad and grateful I am to have found your wonderful blog. This is just gorgeous – and so, so true. Someone said to me many years ago: “The opposite of faith is not doubt but certainty.” It is part and parcel of living life – and it is the community of Jesus who can help us when the doubts hit hard. Please keep asking these great questions – and also taking your wonderful photos. My, this writing is a breath of fresh air. Thank you.

    • Sandra says

      April 2, 2011 at 12:35 pm

      Oh, wow! Thank you so very much, Diana. I appreciate your encouraging words.

  3. Carol J. Garvin says

    March 30, 2011 at 1:06 pm

    The ocean is one of my favourite meditating spots… sitting on a log, contemplating the power of waves. Seeing the tsunami on TV made me nervous about that power, until I remembered that water is also a life essential. Like fire — in fact, like everything God has created — it has the potential to both help and harm. When I sometimes wonder about that, I remind myself that my finite mind can’t possibly grasp what motivated His infinite one.

    I agree with Susan that when we doubt God, it’s the enemy planting seeds. “He is the Maker of heaven and earth, the sea, and everything in them— he remains faithful forever.” [Ps. 146:6]

    I just bought STONE CROSSINGS and am anxious to get into it.

    • Sandra says

      April 2, 2011 at 12:37 pm

      I love the ocean, too.

      The power to help and harm–that lies with us as well.

      I think you’ll like that book!

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