Dear Ones: Find a quiet place. Get a cup of coffee and enjoy. Thank you Sherry for sharing. Click on the following link. Then the excerpt from Arthur Pink’s excellent commentary: Mark 9:24 “Lord, I do believe! Help my unbelief!” A father’s humble cry to Jesus to save his demon possessed son.
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The following is an Excerpt From Commentary:
gracegems.org Arthur Pink, 1937 The language might be a stretch, but it’s good to “reach”. . .
Unbelief remains in the hearts even of the regenerate. Though God imparts to them the gift of faith, he does not remove (in this life) the root of unbelief. The Heroes of Faith, whose portraits hang upon the walls of fame in Hebrews 11, experienced that solemn fact. Look at Abraham, the father of all those who believe—when famine arose in Canaan he went down to Egypt for support, and so afraid was he to trust his wife in the hands of God, he told a lie by saying she was his sister. Look at Moses; afraid to return to Egypt and confront Pharaoh after Jehovah had appeared to him at the burning bush and had promised the deliverance of His people (Exo. 3); and later, complaining to Him, because he had so evilly dealt with Israel (Exo. 5:22, 23). Look at David, the slayer of Goliath—yet saying in his heart “I shall now perish one day by the hand of Saul” (1 Sam. 27:1). Look at the once intrepid Elijah, fleeing in terror from Jezebel. Ah, my reader, the Holy Spirit has delineated the characters of the saints in the colors of truth and reality; not as they ought to have been—but as they actually were.
Unbelief is the great burden of the saint. It grieves his soul—the man in our text wept over it—do you? Gladly would the Christian be freed from this plague—but the Lord does not see fit to remove it in this life. Frequently it acts like a cloud that covers the sun, for there is nothing so effectual as unbelief in hiding from us the light of God’s countenance.
Unbelief fetters our spiritual movements and impedes our progress. There are times when the believer fears that his unbelief will utterly sink him. Yet painful though this experience be, it is nevertheless a most hopeful and encouraging sign. It is not until God has communicated faith—that any soul is conscious of its unbelief! A living faith is necessary in order to recognize our dead unbelief! There must be Divine light to see its existence, and Divine light to feel its power. Here, then, is solid comfort for those who are groaning over this burden—in your unregenerate days you were never exercised over your unbelief! To genuinely mourn for our wicked unbelief is a sure evidence that Divine life is present in the soul. Those who are strangers to God, certainly do not make conscience of such matters; how can they—when they are quite unconscious of the plague of their hearts! But the Christian is not only conscious of unbelief, he goes to God and makes humble and contrite confession of the same. Yes, it is a sense of this grievous burden which drives him to the great Physician, crying, “Lord, I do believe! Help my unbelief!” A true Christian does not cloak or excuse his unbelief—but honestly acknowledges it before God. Nor does he sit still and pity himself as one who is totally impotent and without any responsibility in the matter. No, he genuinely seeks “help,” which clearly denotes he is resisting this enemy—but needs Divine assistance. True, without Christ he can do nothing (John 15:5)—but he can do all things by Christ strengthening him (Phil. 4:13).
“Lord, Tracey does believe! Help her unbelief!”
(There are distortions in her thought life that could use serious a “Come to Jesus meeting!”)