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Have I lost my confidence in the Lord?
2 stars|6 comments|November 28, 2007|373 reads
 
If you were to have asked me that question these past few weeks, I would have certainly said that I had not.  I would have said that I knew God was in control and that He has a plan and a purpose for everything.  I would have thought I was telling the truth. 

But the truth would have been that I had lost my confidence in the Lord.   I didn't have the confidence and faith that He loves me and wants what is best for me.  I honestly wasn't convinced that He was there for me.

4:16 Let us then with confidence draw near to the throne of grace, that we may receive mercy and find grace to help in time of need.


In my Bible reading last night that verse literally leapt off the page.  I have read that verse many times, but never did it have the meaning that it did to me last night.

I realized that I didn't have the confidence that I needed.  How could I receive the Lord's mercy and grace in my time of need without that confidence/faith?  I had to ask the Lord's forgiveness for not having that confidence in Him.  He is there for me, and He always will be there for me.

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Lisa Coker
 Lisa Coker
November 28, 2007

YEP!! AMEN

Mike n Laura
 Mike n Laura
November 29, 2007
I have found that the best way to judge how strong your confidence in the Lord is, is to test your faith. Step out beyond your comfort, perhaps way beyond, and see the Lord's faithfulness!
Gordon Greene
 Gordon Greene
November 29, 2007
There is this guy who just walks into my house any time he wants without knocking. He even will come into my bedroom without knocking. He acts like he owns this place. He doesn't, I do. What gives him the right to act like this?

Maybe it is because he came to live with us almost from birth. His first word was pa. I used to tell him all the time grandpa loved him and he picked up on the pa. My wife used to complain I let him get away with anything. Then one day he called her mom. Now he get away with anything with her, too. I have played with him, prayed with him, answered about a million or so questions these past seven years.

The little guy boldly goes where others cannot because this is his home.

When Psalm 91 talks about dwelling in the secret place of the Most High I am sure the throne of grace is there. We are children of the King.

.....peace.....
Gordon Greene
 Gordon Greene
November 29, 2007
Postcards
I climbed into my Father's lap to sit for a while
Always a safe place and I like to see Him smile
But today was different as a tear fell from His eye
Confused by this I just had to ask Him why
He then showed me a postcard He was holding in His hand
I read the words written there but I did not understand
I am here and you are not and that makes me glad
Whenever I think of how you treated me it makes me mad
Confused I asked my Father what these words could mean
Never an unkind word or act by Him I'd seen
He then told a story of another much like me
A child of the kingdom enjoying their liberty
But one day they were enticed by one who promised much
Off on an adventure of excitement, pleasure and such
Soon the postcards came with cheerful news galore
Life experienced now was better than before
But then the postcards stopped and I did not hear from him
Until the day I got a card but the picture on it was dim
His heart was heavy and I could hear a distant cry
This innocent child was trapped living in a lie
Everyday I mail a postcard to this little one
By birds, flowers and the setting of the sun
But he never receives my postcards in this prison he is in
You cannot see GOD's postcards when you are blinded by sin
Saddened by my Father's words I look into the King's eyes
It hurts me so much whenever my Father cries
Can I go play now would it be okay
Smiling He lowers me and I am on my way
To my room I go there is something I must do
Father will be happy whenever I am through
With paintbrushes and colors I work to create
Now that I am finished for Him to see I cannot wait
Barging into the throne room past the watching guard
I'm supposed to knock but remembering is hard
Father with amusement once again beckons the guard away
He knows that I only do this when I have something important to say
Climbing into my Father's arms I show Him my prize
He looks at my gift and tears fill His eyes
I do not understand why my "postcard" made Him cry
Of birds and flowers with the sun setting in the sky
Oh Father, I am sorry please do not be sad
My little one these tears are because I am glad
This postcard you have given speaks volumes of your heart
Especially when you wrote, I love you and never will depart
.....peace.....
Jess Stuart
 Jess Stuart
November 29, 2007

I don't think God has the problem with honest skepticism that we do.  He's not phased by it at all.  I don't believes He sees it as a sin.  When the father in Mark 9 said "I believe you Lord, help my unbelief",  Jesus didn't rebuke the man for asking help with unbelief.  He just healed the man's son.

We seem to invent so many reasons for God to reject us, even though He promises He never will. 

Mark 9:20-27

20  They brought the boy to Him. When he saw Him, immediately the spirit threw him into a convulsion, and falling to the ground, he began rolling around and foaming at the mouth.
21  And He asked his father, "How long has this been happening to him?" And he said, "From childhood.
22  "It has often thrown him both into the fire and into the water to destroy him. But if You can do anything, take pity on us and help us!"
23  And Jesus said to him, " 'If You can?' All things are possible to him who believes."
24  Immediately the boy's father cried out and said, "I do believe; help my unbelief."
25  When Jesus saw that a crowd was rapidly gathering, He rebuked the unclean spirit, saying to it, "You deaf and mute spirit, I command you, come out of him and do not enter him again."
26  After crying out and throwing him into terrible convulsions, it came out; and the boy became so much like a corpse that most of them said, "He is dead!"
27  But Jesus took him by the hand and raised him; and he got up.