If all one ever has is declarative faith in God, they are no better off than the demons. Not only do the demons believe that there is one God, they go one step further and tremble, understanding more about His authority than most superficial believers do, and acknowledging His sovereignty over all things. It’s a heady thing to realize, yet it is nevertheless true.
James 2:19, “You believe that there is one God. You do well.
Even the demons believe – and tremble!”
When we walk by faith, having full assurance in His guiding
hand, and possessing complete trust that He will lead us to green pastures and
beside still waters, we have gone beyond a declarative faith, into the domain
of experiential faith wherein we act upon that which we believe, and not merely
declaring that we believe it.
Making a statement regarding a certain thing and following through
with action, proving that they were more than words, are two different things.
Some time ago, there was a popular song that got so much airplay that you
couldn’t escape it. Whether it's the grocery store, your local coffee shop, or
cars passing by, on any given day, you were likely to hear a crooner insist
that he believes he can fly. Oddly enough, he never acted on the sentiment, even
though he sang it often enough. If he had, we’d know, because his falling off a
building while attempting to take flight would have likely made the news.
Men can claim they believe, but their lives tell another
tale. Saying it is often easy. Doing it is less so, because it involves the
mortification of the flesh, and the denial of oneself in order to walk in
faith.
Praying in faith isn’t crying out to God, not really
expecting anything to happen, and being uncertain as to whether God hears you.
Sure, if your prayer is answered, it will be a pleasant surprise, but it was
one of many avenues you pursued in hoping to resolve your situation. You threw
a bunch of stuff against a wall and waited to see what stuck.
God is not a last resort. He is not who we run to after we’ve
exhausted all other options. For those who possess active, experiential faith,
He is the first and only one we run to because we know that none other can do
what He can.
The idea that we can keep God in a box, out of sight and out
of mind, until our hubris leads us to an untenable position, and only then bother
to let Him out and expect Him to fix what we broke, isn’t what faith or the Christian
walk are about.
I am the captain of my ship, I’m in the driver’s seat, I am
piloting this craft, and no one can tell me any different! That is the attitude
of many people today, and only when they find themselves nosediving toward a
rock cliff do they relent and give up control because they see themselves as
having no other options. Love of God, submission, obedience, or faithfulness
never entered the equation. They just need a Mr. Fix-it, and not only are they
surprised but grow outright bitter when the God to whom they haven’t spoken in
a decade isn’t quick to put the broken pieces of their life back together, even
though their rebellion and disobedience were the cause of it in the first
place.
Prayer is the means by which we foster, nurture, maintain,
and grow our relationship with God. An individual without a prayer life, or one
whose prayer life is sporadic, and who only approaches God when they have need
of something, isn’t interested in a relationship but in exploiting and
manipulating God to serve their ends.
I traveled with my grandfather for ten years. I was his
interpreter, and whenever we were on the road, we would share a room. More
often than not, whenever I would wake up at random hours of the night, I’d find
him kneeling by the side of his bed in prayer. These weren’t five-minute
prayers, or something so habitual as to become ordinary, but oftentimes for
hours on end, he would kneel by his bedside, and have fellowship with God.
It wasn’t because he had a need or was in some existential
crisis, but because the desire of his heart was to have communion with God and
be in fellowship with Him. No one demanded this of him, no one was watching, no
one was keeping track of how many hours he prayed. There was no competition, he
wasn’t trying to make the leader board, and there was no prize for most hours
prayed in a given month; it was what gave him joy and peace. It was what
satisfied the soul, and even when his body was wracked with pain, and he could
barely move, it was the one thing he did consistently and without fail.
I’ve heard some people insist that God wakes them up at odd
hours of the night to pray. Personally, I believe that is a misnomer. It’s not
so much that God woke them up to pray; it’s that upon waking, their singular
desire was to be in His presence and dialogue with Him. Yes, there are times
when we get an urging to pray for a specific individual, or a specific situation,
but those who are consistent in coming before God before they do anything else
on a given morning are doing so not because they were compelled but because it
is their true desire.
Do you hunger for God? Do you hunger for His presence? Does
He have the place of prominence in your hierarchy of needs wherein everything else
pales in comparison to spending time in His presence? These are questions only
you can answer for yourself, but know that regardless of where you are in your
spiritual walk, the more you desire God, the more of Himself He will reveal to
you. He will not force you into fellowship. He will not twist your arm to spend
time with Him. It is something voluntary, and must be done with purity of
heart, without vested interest or hidden agendas. God sees the truth of it, for
all is laid bare before Him.
With love in Christ,
Michael Boldea, Jr.
Posted on 10 May 2025 | 11:48 am
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