Guest Blog by Shane (Spokes) Pickel
This is for anyone and everyone and me who have moments or seasons of doubt. We often see doubt as failure so we try earnestly to avoid it. Failing to know what doubt is what really needs to be avoided. Below is an excerpt from a talk from Paul Enns.
“Sometimes we think of our faith as a fortress. It’s comfortable and above all safe. But what if God doesn’t want us to be comfortable and safe? What if comfortable and safe keep us from pursuing God? After all – what is safe? God isn’t safe. Not according to scripture, creation or CS Lewis. But He is good.“
Sooner or later God—because He is good—tears your fortress down, and He pushes you out, and puts you on a spiritual journey—which always involves some deep struggle.
Doubt forces us to look at who we think God is. It makes us face whether we really trust HIM, or whether we trust what we have made God to be. Doubting God is painful and frightening because we think we are leaving God behind. But doubt—real hard deep unnerving uncomfortable scary doubt—helps us to see that, maybe we have made God into our own image. We come to discover, slowly but surely, that the “faith” we are losing is not faith in God. It is actually in the idea of God that we surround ourselves with.”
You know when someone does something that really bugs you? And you decide to send them an angry letter or email or text? There may be a momentary rush of excitement or satisfaction where you have stuck it to the other person, but that feeling will fade quickly and leave you with just the hurt again.
So next time you want to send that letter to deal with the other person; slow the whole process down. Write or type out your feelings as it will help you process. Then hit the pause button! When you’re not longer (or much less) ticked off. Rewrite the note to the way it should be. Pray for wisdom in what to say and what not to say.
I’m sitting in my favourite chair at home, being generally good about not moving too far or too fast. A week ago Sunday I did something to my knee that caused me significant pain. Turns out I probably wrecked the meniscus or a ligament on the inside of my left knee. I tore the cartilage on the other knee as a teen. Since I can only “rest” it has given me a little time to pause and reflect.




Jesus was born in Bethlehem over 2000 years ago, a fact that Christians celebrate at Christmas time. No doubt most of us are already preparing for family, friends and other guests to arrive in a week or so.





