Lenten Scripture Reflection | Friday: Psalms 53-54; Haggai 2.1-9; Mark 9.2-29

From: Drue Rockett

Working as a pediatric oncology nurse, I spend a lot of time in the company of parents who are completely desperate for their children to be healed. Having a sick child seems to be one of the most humbling experiences one can endure.  I would expect the father of the mute, seizing, demon possessed child we read about in Mark 9 to have a similar stance of helplessness as my patients’ parents. Now this sick boy’s dad finds himself face-to-face with Emmanuel. Can you imagine how humbled he must have felt?

This father’s total desperation for his son’s healing prompted him to cry out the words, “I believe, help my unbelief!” This man is not alone in his unbelief. We all experience it on a daily basis. In fact, these may be the words from scripture I find myself echoing in prayer most often. If we are honest, there are so many daily circumstances in which our posture is marked by unbelief that God’s promises are true.  

When the people we love the most fail us, Lord, help us believe You promise never to leave us nor forsake us. 

When we are striving to determine our futures, Lord, help us believe that You direct our steps.  

When we’re overwhelmed in times of transition, Lord, help us remember that You are the same yesterday, today, and forever. 

When we feel exhausted and weary of serving You, Lord, help us believe that we will reap a harvest of blessing in due season if we don’t give up.  

When we are overwhelmed by our shortcomings and the pattern of sin we just can’t seem to escape, Lord, help us believe that Your grace is sufficient for us and Your power is made perfect in our weakness. 

When we feel unlovable, Lord, help us believe that Your love knows no bounds. 

When we are overwhelmed by tragedy after tragedy, cancer diagnosis after cancer diagnosis, Lord, help us believe that a day is coming in which there will be no more death, nor mourning, nor sickness, nor tears.

We believe, help our unbelief.

My husband Carson and I live in Back Bay just a couple of blocks from the Charles River. Come have a picnic with us when it finalllly warms up!