The people query, “If that’s the case,
show us a sign—perform some miracle for us, so that we can see it and then we
can believe what you say.” John 6:30 EFP
Oh, oh! This can’t possible end well now. Just when I am beginning to have hope in the
masses…they pull the “miracle card” on Jesus.
I get the feeling they (and by “they” I refer to the spokespeople, still
clinging to the belief there are some in the crowd that are honestly seeking
truth) are showing their true colors.
“Show us a sign” they say. “Do a couple
of tricks for us, Jesus. Maybe that ‘loaves
and fish’ trick again. Then we will have
evidence on which to base our belief in you…to honor God, of course.”
God says,
“Believe in my son” and I ask for evidence…a sign. God makes it simple. I ask God to give me a miracle as a down
payment on my faith in him. It sounds
pretty crass when couched in that language; you think that has never been the
case with me? “I want to believe, God,
but give me a sign or something….” I
want evidence on which to hang my “faith hat.”
It must break God’s heart to hear me say or think things like that. What if he asked me for evidence that I was a
worthy risk, worthy of his sacrifice? “I
want to save you, Ruben, but I am not sure you are going to pan out. Give me something to work with and then we’ll
talk.” God believes in me in spite of
the risk. I am a bad bet, but he risks
it all on me anyway. He’s counting on me
to come through for him, but it’s not the basis of his investment in me. How is it that I cannot believe; and trust
God with the evidence when he’s ready to give it to me? It comes back to believing that Jesus is the
Son of God. It makes all the difference
if it’s true. If it’s not, then nothing
matters in the end. I choose to believe!
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