Jesus said “All things are possible for those who believe.”
Do you believe that?
Paul Bell (who just for the record I am not comparing to Jesus) sings a song called Four. It’s about the benefits of being four years old, things like getting Calpol when you’re ill, and using your sleeve instead of tissues. Listening to him last weekend at Big Church Day Out, I was struck by this line – “say it’s true, and I’d believe you.”
I got to wondering, when, in my walk with Jesus did I stop simply believing all His promises? For example, why, when I am overwhelmed with a situation and I don’t know what to do, do I forget “I will never leave you or forsake you?” When I’m faced with incurable illnesses, why do I forget “Forget not all His benefits, who forgives all your iniquities and heals all your diseases”?
Francis Frangipane once wrote, “Jesus assures us that all things are possible for those who believe. The question is then, do you believe or are you simply a nice unbeliever who goes to church?” I find that incredibly challenging.
Many promises of God are recorded in scripture, but these are not an exhaustive list. Many of us have had promises spoken over us from God through others . Do you remember all the things God has spoken over you? Have you given up in ever seeing them come to pass? I try and write them down, and revisit them periodically. I like to remind God what He has said, and ask Him to fulfill His promises. I, like David, believe that I will look on the goodness of the Lord in the land of the living.
The bible says that every promise of God is Yes and Amen in Christ Jesus.
For me, God told me I would see the sick healed. He said I would see the dead raised. He told me specifically to pursue healing of diabetes, cancer and to see metal dissolve in joints and limbs. I have to be honest – I earnestly pursued these things for about a year after they were spoken over me. I saw lots of healing in this time, just not the things I had been told to pursue.I began to stop telling people what God had promised, and just prayed, my faith diminishing with each apparent failure.
The Relational Mission Courage conference this past week has only served to confirm what God has been prompting me to consider again for some time. It’s time to pick up the baton again. I need to pray courageously again. Each time I do, I remind God of His promises. Each time I do, it’s one pray less until I see the breakthrough that He has promised.
When God makes a promise, He will keep it.
I believe that.