"Sometimes I've believed in as many as six impossible
things before breakfast." ~Lewis Carroll
You can probably see where I'm going with this. God CAN do all of those things. So... why is it so hard for me to believe that all of the time?
I love to pray. Praying is something that I've learned you can never do enough of, but still fills you with peace each and every time you do it. It's talking to my Jesus, the One who delivered me from my sin. I get to talk to Him on a personal level any time I want to! But... when my doubts hunt me down, I get easily pulled from that close relationship I have with Christ and all of a sudden I'm trapped- trapped in my fears, my worries, my concerns. I doubt the power of prayer. The power that God DOES listen, that He CAN do the things He says He can do. The blackness comes, and I'm overwhelmed with the sensation that Christ isn't big enough. He's not strong enough to overcome the things pressing in on me.
I stuff Him into a box- one I've created with my own uncertainties- and I leave Him there, the key resting in His open, scarred palms. He does not unlock it Himself. He does not free Himself from my mind. No. Instead... He gives me the choice to take the key from Him and unlock it myself. He so desperately wants me to see that He cannot be put into a box. He's not supposed to be confined to my imagination. That's not how it works.
But He lets me choose anyway. And mostly... I fail to look into His eyes. Those fiery, blue ones. The eyes that the Bible says one day we will look into and fall to our faces because we cannot comprehend the overwhelming beauty and awe we see.
That's the key, though. I look into His eyes. Read His word. He promises. He promises that NOTHING is impossible with Him. And so the box- my imagination- explodes and I see just how gloriously beautiful His strength really is. It's so much more than I could ever wrap my brain around. So many times I pray, unbelieving that He can do even more than I can imagine. I pray out of habit, asking Him to do the trivial, when He can do the IMPOSSIBLE. When was the last time that I prayed and believed that He could really do the things I ask Him to do? That He could really do even more than I can imagine? When was the last time I prayed and believed "in as many as six impossible things before breakfast"? Of course, most of the time He'll do those things anyway, but He loves to hear the belief in our small, pleading voices. He wants to hear the love we have for Him pour out into our prayers. After all, He deserves it.
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