Welcome to DAY 3 of our online Bible study on James!
— Read: James 1:5-8 —
For as long as I can remember I’ve had a love/hate relationship with this portion of Scripture. The verses in James 1:5-8 promise so much.
Wisdom for the asking! Who of us doesn’t need that? Not only are we promised wisdom, we’re encouraged to ask for it boldly, with confidence! Shut me up and sit me up straight! A guaranteed prayer?
This Scripture shows how important wisdom is to God and how greatly He desires each of us of us to have it.
Yeah, and then my teeter totters.
“But when you ask you must believe . . .”
Yikes! His answer is contingent upon my faith? This could spell trouble. My mind begins to swirl. Waves crash in. I’m capsized. What is a ship at sea like me supposed to do?
The only thing I can do.
I further immerse myself in His Word. I find harmony and continuity in truth that’s weaved from Old Testament to New. I think of my friend in Mark. He brought his demonized son to the disciples for healing but to no avail. A lesson in belief (for both the man and the disciples) was at stake.
The boy’s father implores Jesus, “If you can do anything, take pity on us and help us.”
Christ replies, “If you can? Everything is possible for one who believes.”
The father responds, “I do believe; help me overcome my belief!” (Mark 9:22-24)
This guy speaks my language. How many times have I cried out, “I believe . . . help my unbelief!”
I’m left naked in the knowledge that although I believe, the magnitude of my God deserves a caliber of faith I cannot create in myself.
I am undone. And then I’m redeemed because of tender mercies pressed between pages of the Old Testament.
“God will create a new thing in this land: A transformed woman will embrace the transforming God!” (Jeremiah 31:22 MSG)
Elohim, the God who creates, can create in me the faith He deserves. I only have to do one thing. Embrace Him and let Him do the transforming.
I circle my arms around His waist and hang on. My journey of doubt circles back to the throne. I no longer feel bared and vulnerable. After all, He’s holding me. I simply offer the faith I do have. I trust Him to create and grow in me more of it.
Suddenly, I jump off the teeter-totter. I decide I’ve out-grown that playground. I find myself, feet squarely planted in front of the throne, bold and confident. But it isn’t rooted in anything I have to offer.
Because I remember: He’s created anything I have to give. I’m just grateful to have received it.
My confident stance is replaced by bent knees. I’m swept up in adoration of Jehovah. I’m unutterably thankful for a God who so freely gives out wisdom, as well as the measure of faith required to receive it.
— Diving Deeper —
When have you asked God for wisdom in a specific situation? What did He show you?
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