Jesus asked a penetrating question, a puzzling question, a gnawing-at-the-soul-kind-of question: “When the Son of man comes, will he find faith on the earth?” (Lk 18:8).
Have you noticed how little we actually talk about faith today? I know – we committed verbacide on the term (homicide of a good word). Over-used and under-valued. Like the word “awesome”.
The people of God experience some messes and then move as far away from that mess as possible. Rather than learn and lean into it.
And the tendency is to trade the embarrassment of our faith-messes for “decency and order.”
“Do all things decently and in order,” Paul said (1 Cor 14:40).
But note, Paul didn’t just subscribe to decency and order, but to “all things” as well.
We must never settle to be the spiritual experts. The gurus. The know-it-alls. Nor must we take the path of least resistance and say, “I don’t know anything about that and don’t want to know it.
I am talking about walking with God’s Spirit in a faith that refuses to settle for a life void of the supernatural.
We are learners.
We are pioneers.
Figuring it out as we go.
And experience can actually be best friend or worst enemy.
As Chuck Swindoll said, “The most dangerous thing about the ministry is that you can learn how to do it.”
Our experience becomes our exemption.
Our ticket to the comfortable life.
The Spirit of God can be messy (ask Joshua, Samson, or Ananias and Sapphira, or Paul).
He can’t be reduced to best practices.
The Spirit of God, if we’re watching, moves in some unpredictable and unrestrained ways.
Like the wind.
And we must run to keep up.
The safest place to be is in the center of God’s will, wherever that might be geographically.
That’s where we want to be.
I hope we never think we’ve got it down.
I hope we never get so deceived as to think we’ve arrived.
I hope we stay in God’s danger zone.
Always in the nexus of chaos and order.
“Work Zone—fines double.”
Hirer risks. Seemingly flying by the seat of our pants. But not.
Faith can’t afford the luxury of no-risk living.
Neither can we.
A little messy.
I hope the struggles keep us begging for God’s presence.
Listening for His voice.
Dr. Kerry Wood | All Rights Reserved 2016