It was an incredible lesson on the evidence of the existence of God. All of it was riveting but one part really hit home with me.
While Brian talked about proving the existence of God, he noted that every believer at some point has doubts. Doubts creep in and you wonder, "Is there really a God??" or if you're me, it sounds something like, "What if there is no God? What if it's the biggest hoax and you're the most gullible thing in the world to fall for it."
And in that moment it struck me that I've been waging war against this very attack. And in a split second it became clear why at this particular time the battle seems more fierce than ever.
When someone you love dearly, you talk to everyday, you laugh with and share life with suddenly dies, you come face to face with this very question. It starts out with, "where is he? Is he really in Heaven? What's he doing there?" and it's quiet and sneaky. And it turns into "you know there's no Heaven. You know that's not real." And before long you are plunged head first into a battle to hang on to your belief in an eternity with God.
And in that same second, I realized that Satan wages this war because he's mad. It is in the death of a believer that Satan is conquered. It is in that VERY second, when a secure soul leaves this earth and is in the presence of Christ that Satan realizes he lost another soul to Christ.
When my dad was dying, I could feel the brokenness of the situation. I could feel how very wrong it was for a human to die. We were not made to die. We were made to be eternal with God. But when sin entered the world, death entered. And Satan thought he'd won. But when a believer dies, that's the instant Satan is reminded he was conquered. And I believe, when that victory was won, and my dad went to be with his Savior, it was as if Satan turned his attack to the surviving, broken hearted family. He uses this opportunity to attempt to steal, kill, and destroy us.
And yes, it is when I wake up (and sometimes never really go to sleep) that I begin my battle. I hear the voice, I hear the doubt, I dig my heels in for the waves of sadness and fear and my response is the same. We sang it at my dad's funeral and I hear the words coming from my lips when I feel the wind knocked out of me. Even when I doubt, IN my doubt, I will say:
Still my soul will sing Your praise unending
Ten thousand years and then forevermore
Bless the Lord, O my soul
O my soul
Worship His holy name
Sing like never before
O my soul
I'll worship Your holy name
So everyone has had a moment of doubt... it doesn't mean you aren't a Christian. It doesn't mean you don't love God enough. Brian gave us 5 points he reminds himself of when the doubt begins to creep in. They're good and now a part of my arsenal.
I encourage you to check out the sermon HERE for more.. much more. (these notes are from the 9/1 sermon.) follow the series with us.