I could hear desperation cry out from the pages, “Teacher, I brought you my son, who is possessed by a spirit that has robbed him of speech.”
His son had been possessed since childhood. This was the father’s last-ditch effort.
I picture myself in the situation, bringing Tiffany to Jesus. “Teacher, I brought you my sister, who has been possessed by an unsound mind.”
This father who brought his boy to Jesus for healing said, “But if you can do anything, take pity on us and help us.”
Jesus immediately redirects the conversation of His ability to the need for faith. “‘If you can’?” said Jesus. “Everything is possible for one who believes.”
And I see myself there, posturing. “Believe? I’ve been believing for years!”
But the boy’s father replied so differently than I would’ve.
“Immediately the boy’s father exclaimed, ‘I do believe; help me overcome my unbelief’!”
Uncertainty is sprinkled through the pages of the Bible—by real people who struggled with disbelief. But this particular man—a father who gave it one last shot, said something so profound as he poured out honestly to Jesus. I believe. But all these years…nothing has changed. And some days, I just can’t hope. I just can’t. Jesus, help me to overcome my unbelief.
You and I are not alone in our doubt.
But here’s the thing: We can either let our doubt inhibit blessing or our faith empower restoration.
By asking God for help with our unbelief, we’re increasing faith.
Jesus healed the boy, but what He gave to the father was far more impressive; abundant faith.
And ultimately, isn’t that what we need most?
Today, may our prayer be: I believe; help my unbelief!