Straight? The storms of life blow me around like dust! My paths have been crooked most of my life! Apparently, if I am called according to His purpose (Romans 8:28), what seems crooked to me, from God’s perspective, is straight to where He wants me to go.
Life has many peaks of joy and valleys of despair. The challenge of the Christian walk is to build bridges of belief over the inevitable chasms of depression, fear, loneliness or despair, based upon God’s faithfulness to the promises of His word. We are told:
“Rest in the Lord, wait patiently for Him.” Psalm 37:4-8
There are two ways to wait upon the Lord: patiently or impatiently. Sometimes I rest in the Lord and wait patiently for him; other times I become impatient, wallowing in the realm of fear and its sub-region, doubt. In this state I tend to take matters into my own hands, not really believing that God has a direct hand in my affairs. Here faith becomes academic, limited by my ability to force open doors, rather than waiting for doors to open. This is the “little faith” spoken of in scripture—but even a little faith can grow.
Little faith says, “I know God can meet my need for significance, intimacy, accomplishment, daily bread, etc., but He may or may not do these things for me.” Great faith says, “I know God can meet my needs, and I know He will do these things for me!”
There is a third type of faith that seems to be available to even those of us who have little faith: call it, “Perfect Faith.” Perfect faith does not say, “I know God can meet my needs,” but instead says, “My needs are already met. Thank you Jesus for Your wonderful promises and Your absolute faithfulness, performing all that You spoke in Your Word!” Little faith does not have far to travel to reach perfect faith. After all, when I am floundering and unable to deliver myself from miserable circumstances, it is much easier to simply surrender.
Little faith is a rickety bridge of pinewood planks over flames that lick the feet.
Great faith is a suspension bridge of oak over chasms of sorrow and pain.
Perfect faith is a titanium bridge, plated with pure gold, spanning mountain peaks of joy.
Perfect faith is the faith spoken of in Hebrews 11:1: “Faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen.” The word translated substance here is: ὑπόστασις, hupostasis (hoop-os’-tas-is), meaning: a setting or placing under, a substructure or foundation—that which has foundation, is firm, and has actual existence.
Perfect faith happens when I place the full weight of my forward progress upon the invisible, but substantial, character of God, as I would a steel bridge.
God grant me perfect faith to match the perfect storms of life.