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Angela’s Story

Dan’s Story   

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People often begin to lose faith in God as a result of their life experiences. Some face things that seem cruel or unbearable. Others are confronted with information presented from a secular viewpoint that rejects God.

Through experiences like these, people start questioning whether the God of the Bible truly has the answers to life’s problems. As they begin to doubt God, their faith begins to waver and weaken. As a result of their doubts, they may stop worshipping and communicating with God, which in turn, makes it even easier for their faith to diminish and eventually die.

God wants us to reach out to Him in faith, even when our faith feels very small. He wants us to trust Him even when it seems there is not much reason to do so. Several millennia ago, a man named Job experienced huge financial losses, deep grief in losing his children, and severe physical illness. At a time like this, Job would have seemingly had many reasons to doubt God and lose his faith. His wife even suggested that he curse God and die.

If you feel that you are losing faith in God or have already lost your faith, reach out to God anyway. Muster the small amount of faith you have to tell Him exactly how you feel and to seek His Word for answers to your life. Surround yourself with strong Christian people who will support you though your times of doubt. Not only will you experience the blessing of walking in relationship with a powerful God through the ups and downs of life, you can also anticipate a time when you will be received by Him and ushered into everlasting glory.

People lose faith in God for various reasons. On the following pages are two short accounts of people who lost their faith. 

Read Angela’s story on Page Two

Scenario One: Angela

Angela was sitting on the back porch steps enjoying the warmth of the spring sunshine. She had just finished reading a chapter from her Bible and was still thinking about the things she had read. She had read one of her favorite promises—we know that all things work together for good to them that love God (Romans 8:28).

“I love that promise, Lord,” she whispered. “You’re so good to me.”

Angela had given her heart to Jesus five years before and now, at age seventeen, she was already involved in her church. She dreamed of the future, when she could go into full-time ministry for God. Life was good, and God was good. It all fit together very nicely and it didn’t seem like life could get much better than it was right now.

The harsh ringing of the telephone in the house intruded into her thoughts. She heard her mother answer it and paid no further attention. That is, until she heard her mother say, “Oh no!” in a terrified voice. “I’ll be right down.”

Angela jumped up and ran into the house, almost colliding with her mother. “What happened?” she gasped. She had never seen her mother so agitated.

“It’s your father,” her mother said as she grabbed her purse and found her car keys. “He’s been in a bad wreck. The hospital wants me to come right away.” She paused, trying to collect herself. “The children will soon be home from school. Would you mind looking after them? I don’t know when I’ll be back, but I’ll stay in touch.”

Angela felt as if her heart had turned to stone. Her father? He was her best friend, the one person besides her mother whom she could really depend on. Surely God wouldn’t let him die. She dropped her Bible and sank to her knees beside the living room couch.

“Oh God, please be with Daddy! Please don’t let him die! We need him!” She choked back her tears and tried to remember the scripture she had just finished reading. Surely that promise meant that God was a good God who did good things and only allowed good things to happen to those who followed Him. He wouldn’t let her father die, or would he?

The rest of the day seemed to last forever. Afterwards she vaguely remembered making a bit of supper for her younger sisters. No one felt like eating and most of it ended up in the fridge or garbage.

But she would never forget the phone call. It was her mother and as soon as she heard her voice, her heart sank. “How’s Daddy?” she whispered.

There was a moment of silence. “He’s gone,” she heard her mother say. All the life had gone out of her voice, as if she had nothing left to live for. “Tell the girls. I’ll be home as soon as I can, but I have to give them some instructions concerning his body. I also need to make a few phone calls.”

Angela clutched the now dead phone in her hand for a few moments before slowly hanging up. Her sisters crowded around her. She knelt and wrapped her arms around them. “Daddy’s dead,” she gulped.

The following days were a blur and she could never really remember what happened or when it happened. The visitation, the funeral, the burial—it all blended together. But through it all she kept hearing the same words, repeating over and over in her mind, like a stuck record, “All things work together for good . . . all things work together for good . . . all things work together for good . . .”

It was the beginning of the end. Her girlish dreams had been shattered, and she grew up almost overnight. Her almost naïve faith in God buckled under the load, and she became more and more cynical.

It was the worst when she went to bed and tried to sleep.

“God, you PROMISED!” Even though she lay quietly, she was shouting inside. “You promised that all things would work together for good, if we love you. And I did love you.” She drove her fist into her pillow. “I TRUSTED YOU, God!”

Time healed some of the grief, and life gradually settled into a new normal. But along with the grief, her exuberance died within her. She was never the same again. She never sat on the back steps anymore reading her Bible. Her Bible was gathering dust on her book shelf. Nor did she bother praying. God hadn’t answered the most serious, desperate prayers she had ever prayed. Why should she bother?

It was all over.

Read Dan’s story on Page Three

Scenario Two: Dan

Dan had finished his packing early. He had his clothing, his wallet, and his new Apple MacBook Pro. Last of all he had carefully packed his Bible. He often read and studied the Bible on his computer, but he still liked to have a “real” Bible. One he could hold in his hand or lay on his heart when he prayed. You see, Dan was a Christian, and Jesus was his best friend, like he often told people.

Today was a big day, and Dan could hardly wait for his father to come home to pick him up. He was starting university next week, the next step toward his dream of someday becoming a missionary doctor.

While he waited, his mother came into the living room and sat on the couch beside him. She looked him in the face and smiled at his anticipation. But her smile faded as she shared a concern with him.

“Be careful, Dan,” she said softly. “There’s a lot of danger out there. You will meet girls who will throw themselves at you, and boys who will try to get you hooked on drugs. And you’ll meet teachers who will do their best to destroy your faith.”

Dan smiled at her intensity. Intensity was his mother’s trademark.

“Yes, Mom, I’ll be careful.” He looked out the window, but his father still hadn’t arrived. “It can’t be that much worse than high school. Besides, I picked up a book in town last week, meant for new college and university students. It’s by Josh McDowell, and it’s called ‘Don’t Check Your Brains at the Door.’ You’d like it. He talks a lot about all of those things.”

He jumped to his feet as his father drove in. “Don’t worry Mom. I’ll be okay.” He leaned over and gave her a quick kiss.

Dan had often imagined witnessing to his classmates and teachers. Maybe he could start a mini-revival at the university. But things didn’t work out quite as he had hoped. His first inkling of this came when he was unpacking his belongs and getting to know his roommate. His roommate, Steve, was lounging on his bed as they chatted. But he sat up with a start when he saw Dan place his Bible on his desk. “Hey, is that a Bible?” Steve looked as incredulous as he sounded. “You’re a big boy now. You won’t need that here.”

Dan tried to witness to his new friend about his faith, eager to make his first convert. But Steve brushed it aside and responded, “Look, it’s fine if you want to believe that; it doesn’t bother me. But it will go a lot better for you here if you don’t say a lot about it. Some of those professors can be nasty. I’ve seen what they do to Christians. If you want to pass, you’ve got to stay on their good side.”

Dan soon found out how right Steve was. The whole class erupted in laughter the first time he raised a question about God’s part in developing the world. He quickly discovered that he was just making a fool of himself, and it became harder and harder for him to take his stand for what he believed. Besides, now that he had taken his stand as a Christian, several of his professors took great pleasure in ridiculing him in front of the whole class and asking questions to which he had no answers.

He had day-dreamed of people admiring him for his faith. Instead, boys refused to have coffee with him and girls refused to date him.

Because of this, Dan was grateful when one of his professors took pity on him and befriended him. It felt good to be treated kindly after the scorn he had faced. But Dr. Beasley’s friendship was poison because he had secretly made it his goal to indoctrinate Dan in the areas where he disagreed with his teachers. Because of this friendship, Dan started to stray from his beliefs. By the end of the first year, he doubted a lot of what he had learned at home. By the end of the second year, he openly professed to be a skeptic. And by the time he was through medical school, he was a dyed-in-the-wool agnostic and atheist.

His mother seldom smiled anymore when he was around. He still smiled at her, but his smile had become condescending. It was too bad that his mother still held to her old-fashioned beliefs. He knew now how foolish they were. He could out argue any Christian in his town. And he did whenever he got a chance. Besides, he knew all their faults. They were just a group of hypocrites, and he found great delight in pointing that out to them.

Read Your story on Page Four

What is your scenario?

If you are reading this on our website, you probably have your own story. Maybe you are facing a similar struggle. Is it possible to maintain our faith in God when we face extreme and difficult circumstances? Or, if you have lost your faith, is it possible to regain it?

Let me introduce you to a man called Job.

Job lived about 4,000 years ago. He was a godly man with a lot of wealth and a large family. But within a day’s time, his riches were stolen or destroyed and his children were killed. Soon after this, he also lost his health and fell victim to a plague of boils that affected his entire body. Things got so bad that even his wife told him to give up.

“Curse God and die,” she said.

One day three of Job’s closest friends showed up. Job was glad to see them until he discovered their mission.

“You must be a sinner,” they said. “God is punishing you for something you have done. We have come to help you acknowledge your sin and repent.”

Despite his misery, Job resisted this accusation with all his being. Only his faith in God and in his own personal integrity kept him from going to pieces completely. The debate between him and his friends takes up thirty-four chapters of the book of Job in the Old Testament of the Bible.

Job’s big question was “Why did this happen to me?”

His friends told him, “Because you have sinned.”

Job replied, “No, I have not sinned. It is not fair for God to let this happen to me.”

His friends said, “You must have sinned. Why else would these things have happened to you?”

It was an irrefutable question. Why, indeed? Job had no idea. He only knew that he had not sinned.

Why did this happen to me?

You can read in the book of Job why God allowed this to happen to Job. But I don’t think Job ever found out. In the last chapters of the book, God showed up in a whirlwind to talk to Job. He began asking Job questions, and Job soon realized that he knew almost nothing in comparison to God.

While God never did tell Job why these things happened to him, He did go to great lengths to show Job how great He was. Once this sank into Job’s comprehension, he realized that he could trust this great God. He didn’t need to know why God allowed what He did. All he needed to do was trust God that what happened was under God’s control and under His direction. It seemed bad from Job’s perspective. His friends were sure that it was bad, but Job knew now, for certain, that God was good. Therefore everything a good God did had to be good as well. For Job, that became answer enough.

Can you trust God like that? Even if God has allowed your worst fears to come to pass? Even if He has allowed your cherished hopes and dreams to be destroyed? This happened to Angela, and she lost her faith. However, she didn’t understand that if a good God allows something to happen to you, it must be good. This lack of understanding destroyed her faith. She never regained it, and she doesn’t want to regain it. She doesn’t blame God anymore, though, because she no longer believes God exists. Or at least that’s what she says.

Dan’s situation is a little different. He finally came to the place that he thought he had irrefutable evidence disproving the concept of a Creator and a loving heavenly Father. He came to believe that the Bible was just an old book of myths handed down over the centuries. It was a book that might have been useful in some ways at one point, but was so badly outdated that it was totally irrelevant. Today, he chuckles at his “childish” faith and notions. In his eyes, going to university was one of the best things that ever happened to him. In his mother’s eyes, it was the worst thing that could have happened to him. By the way, Dan is a successful doctor now, and he’s even donated time for the medical needs of people in third world countries. But he makes sure that they know that this is because of his own benevolence, not God’s.

So, if you are a Dan or an Angela, can you regain your faith? Do you even want to? Could you stop the process, somehow, before it is too late if you saw yourself in danger of becoming a Dan or and Angela?

Only you can answer that for certain. If you get on your knees and cry out to God to show you His reality and power, as He did to Job, He will. He may not talk to you audibly or perform a great miracle for you. However, He has ways to show His reality, if you are willing to accept it. If you really don’t want that, maybe you’d better not ask, because He might decide to answer your prayer anyway.

The peace and the joy we get from deciding that God is good and that we can safely trust Him is a prize almost beyond description. But we must want it, and we need to trust God to get it. And, we need to believe God when He speaks, whether through the Bible or otherwise.

“ My brethren, count it all joy when you fall into various trials, knowing that the testing of your faith produces patience. But let patience have its perfect work, that you may be perfect and complete, lacking nothing. If any of you lacks wisdom, let him ask of God, who gives to all liberally and without reproach, and it will be given to him. (James 1:2-5)

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