Do You Still Have No Faith?

Recently, I’ve been challenged to submerse myself in the stories of Jesus. While I was on break at work tonight, I was busy scrolling through social media and decided to do something more productive. So I started reading in the book of Mark. It’s funny how different passages keep coming back. We read through this passage on Sunday, and it’s been in my head since.

35 That day when evening came, he said to his disciples, “Let us go over to the other side.” 36 Leaving the crowd behind, they took him along, just as he was, in the boat. There were also other boats with him. 37 A furious squall came up, and the waves broke over the boat, so that it was nearly swamped. 38 Jesus was in the stern, sleeping on a cushion. The disciples woke him and said to him, “Teacher, don’t you care if we drown?”

39 He got up, rebuked the wind and said to the waves, “Quiet! Be still!” Then the wind died down and it was completely calm.

40 He said to his disciples, “Why are you so afraid? Do you still have no faith?”

Mark 4:35-40 NIV

“Why are you so afraid? Do you still have no faith?”

 

I used to read this passage and hear Jesus’ tone as harsh. I used to read it and think that Jesus must have been talking to his disciples in the same way that your parents talk to you when you don’t clean your room for the millionth time. You know, the kind that says “did you STILL not do what I asked?” with a hand on the hip or a finger pointed at you.

You see, Jesus had just spent several chapters healing people and casting out demons right before this. The disciples had seen him to miraculous things in person. Then, they panicked during a storm on the sea and Jesus was sleeping. When Jesus spoke “be still” over the waters, the storm settled and he asked the disciples this question.

I used to think the disciples were crazy for not trusting that Jesus would take care of them. I figured Jesus thought they were pretty crazy too. When I read the question of Jesus here, I admit I feel shame for the disciples. And honestly, I’ve experienced shame as a response to this question from God. As I was rereading this today, I stopped cold. Shame from Jesus? But Jesus doesn’t bring shame, he brings freedom from shame.

As I’ve been working and living in NYC, there have been several seasons of doubt and confusion about what God is doing with me here. I’m constantly working to pay rent, exhausting myself from working, and worrying that I’m not working enough to pay bills. I worry that I have to do more to make it, and I doubt that the Lord will provide.

But Jesus asks the question, “do you still have no faith?”

Because for the past 6-7 months, He’s continued to affirm me in the city and provide for me in some pretty miraculous ways. Like one time when I was finishing my last semester, I remember walking to my car one night in a panic. I didn’t know if I should apply for jobs in DC or take an unpaid internship in NYC. As I was walking in the parking lot of Reed Hall, it was as if I was walking down the streets of Manhattan. I could see the city and the lights. I felt the excitement of the city. The Holy Spirit was giving me a glimpse of what I was being called to do, and my anxiety literally disappeared. Or another time I moved to the city with no job or apartment and the Lord provided a job and people to stay with until I found a place. Or how each month I have just enough in the bank to pay what needs to be paid. There’s absolutely no denying that I have been called to New York for this season.

And yet I doubt and I question. I feel like the disciples, trapped in the midst of a storm, surrounded by fear, and asking Jesus “do you even care about me here?”

And Jesus answers them by saying “do you still have no faith?” He’s compassionate and loving, and so desperately wanting his disciples to believe that he is who he says he is.

“Hey Brooklyn, do you still have no faith even though you’ve seen me take away anxiety? Do you still have no faith even though you are living in the promise of my faithfulness?”

Jesus’ words bring me to repentance. I want to live in the freedom of knowing he is exactly who he says he is – that he’s the same God who has provided in the past – not the shame of my own shortcomings.

Friends, following Jesus is scary sometimes. Yet even in the midst of the hard seasons, He is still good. He is still compassionate and loving and gracious and faithful. As the old hymn goes, “turn your eyes upon Jesus. Look full in His wonderful face. And the things of earth will grow strangely dim, in the light of His glory and grace.”

6 years ago

Questionable

How do we live questionable lives? This is the question that has been following me around since I moved to the city. Since the beginning of my internship, I’ve been a part of a Forge cohort where we literally wrestle with this question every week. (Forge is an organization that is committed to mobilizing everyday people to be missionaries where they live, work, and play.) Something you’ve probably heard me say is how difficult it is be a Christian in this culture. I grew up in the Bible-belt Midwest, where people at least had context for church and Christianity. Then I went to a Christian college, where I lived in a safe bubble for four years, learning intellectually about Jesus, the church, faith, etc. And NYC is neither of those places. For the first time in my life, I am surrounded by people who don’t look like me, talk like me, or believe like me. It’s humbling. Hard, different, but humbling. And I’m learning more than I thought possible as I listen to the voices of those around me.

At a conference I attended this week, I was challenged by what one of the speakers said. He talked about how one of his friends challenged him one week. His friend said something along these lines: “When I ask how you are, you say tired. When I ask how things are going, you say you’re stressed. When I ask how your week has been, you say busy. You say you follow Jesus, but your responses are no different from anyone else.” That hit me. That hit me hard. Living questionable lives that point people back to Jesus means that my answers should be filled with the goodness of Jesus’ message, not the busyness and distractions of the world. Time and time again, Jesus takes time to retreat and spend time with the Father. He rests and calls us to that rest. But if my response to the chaos of life is the same exact response as someone who doesn’t have the hope of Jesus living in them, how is that good news? I’ve spent the past several years living a busy life. And it’s easy to live a busy and tiring life in the city. But part of living questionably in ways that orient people towards Jesus will require a different way of living. When I live rushed, exhausted, and busy, I miss out on opportunities to bless someone around me. I find myself not having the energy to extend an invite to gather around the table. I don’t have time to sit with the Lord and listen to His voice. I’m learning how to reclaim my schedule. I don’t have control over my hours at Juniors, but I can do my part to be well-rested and re-filled before I go.

Living a questionable life that following Jesus produces has opened my eyes to the lack of knowledge that some people have about Christianity. I’ve been asked if certain things are “Christian things.” Someone asked me if it was a Christian thing to save dating for marriage. I laughed, and we were able to have a good conversation about how my faith impacts my views on dating and marriage. It’s also led to lots of criticism as people don’t think my values on some things are actually helpful (like modesty). But in the midst of living life with people who are different from me, I am amazed at the ways the Holy Spirit is already working and moving in this city. Other followers of Jesus are being mobilized to live lives that point others to Jesus. When I walk through Times Square, I can’t help but imagine what it might be like if revival happened here. If the truth of Jesus was being lived out amidst the masses, how different would the messages be? And that encourages me to live in a way that lets others see glimpses of the kingdom of heaven here on earth.

 

Prayer Requests:

  • for ResLifeNYC: for wisdom and discernment in the coming months and that God would continue to bless our ministry
  • for the finances to continue living in the city
  • for strength in the midst of hard and long hours at Juniors
  • for continued movement in this city, that Jesus would be known in every neighborhood.
6 years ago