But Sarah denied it, saying, “I did not laugh,” for she was afraid. He said, “No, but you did laugh.” Genesis 18:15
Have you ever told the Lord, ‘I believe’, having faith smaller than a mustard seed? Ever told Him, ‘I love you,’ with a little less love than you had the day before?
At times, our hearts and mouths don’t line up. And God knows it, let’s just say it, He knows it. Before we know it, He knows it. As God would tell Sarah, “No, but you did laugh,” God would have us, His children, to just come clean. ‘Just tell me.’ ‘Tell me you’re worried; tell me your faith is running low, your hope is drying up.’ ‘Just tell me’.
But that’s it. What’s it? That’s it.
He knows already, right? He knows I’m apprehensive. I’m guarded. I’m tight-lipped. Most times, anyway. And I’d rather not admit it. Admit the obvious to God. Admit that I’m not complicated, just frustrated.
God knew Sarah’s mind, heart, and womb. And God knows us intimately as well. Hiding (anything) from Him is impossible (Genesis 3:9), even in our hearts.
We Christians should be relieved that God knows us (Matthew 10:30). That He knows what’s good for us, the directions we ought to go (Psalm 119:59), and the plans of His we should give birth to (Genesis 18:10). His foreknowledge and formation of us places sovereignty in our God that we are His… “looking to Jesus, the founder and perfecter of our faith…(Hebrews 12:2).
You and I are scripted in Scripture.
God would tell us, reveal to us in the Bible, in Sarah, and other ‘hall of faith’ followers that He wasn’t, isn’t displeased that our faith doesn’t always match His mindset. He shows us what pleases Him most is when we come to Him with the faith that we have, nothing more, nothing less (mustard seed or mountain) and we draw on Him for strength, for an increase in faith, draw on Him for comfort and reassurance, that He would be our reward (Hebrews 11:6).
Sarah became a mother to one and many… “since she considered Him faithful who had promised” (Hebrews 11:11).
So let’s go Christians, in the presence of God we can always come clean.
© tahlitha chadwick