“I believe; help my unbelief” is my favorite phrase in scripture. It captures so much of what it means and takes to be a follower of Christ, encapsulating struggle, faith, doubt, obedience, wandering, and repentance. It is deeply theological and personal. For these reasons and more I wrote a book called Help My Unbelief: Why Doubt Is Not The Enemy of Faith (releases July 1 – Available at BarnesandNoble.com & Amazon.com) which explores what real belief is and its relationship with doubt in the life of a believer. The challenges of that tension are not unique to me; They’re nearly universal among Christians no matter position, maturity, or church tradition. In the weeks leading up to the release I will share the the thoughts and experiences of several friends of mine – authors, church leaders, writers, thinkers – who honestly answered five questions about faith and doubt.
Emily T. Wierenga is an award-winning journalist, blogger, commissioned artist and columnist, and the author of five books including the memoir Atlas Girl: Finding Home in the Last Place I Thought to Look (Baker Books). All proceeds from Atlas Girl benefit Emily’s non-profit, The Lulu Tree. She lives in Alberta, Canada with her husband and three children. For more info, please visit www.emilywierenga.com. Find her on Twitter or Facebook.
1) What does “I believe; help my unbelief” mean to you?
This is one of my favorite verses. It is a shepherd’s staff to me. It’s the most utterly honest verse in the Bible next only to “Jesus wept”, full of such humanity, desperate for such divinity.
We fear too much, and this is what causes hypocrisy. We fear our own sinfulness, our own fragility, when it’s this very fragility, this sinfulness, that leads us down the path to our Savior’s cross. It’s in uttering “Help my unbelief” at the foot of that cross that Jesus reaches down and pulls us up to His heart, beating beneath the battered exterior of His skin.
In short, this verse expresses hope in the gentleness of God. It says, look—we have a God who knows everything about us, and loves us anyway. Who still sent His son to die for us in spite of seeing what we did to all His prophets. Who still longs to be close to us. The least we can do is be honest with Him.
Honesty is the greatest offering, because in doing this, we are giving Him ourselves, and then and only then can true faith begin to form—in the broken heart of the repentant.
2) Do you have a favorite Bible passage about belief and doubt? What is it and how has it impacted you?
I have a love-hate relationship with the passage of Hebrews 11, which speaks of the patriarchs of faith. I truly admire and respect and seek to follow in the path of men like Abraham, Moses and Isaiah, yet how it grieves me that not one of them saw with their own earthly eyes the fulfillment of God’s promises. I am more akin to Gideon who lay out his fleece not one, not two, but three times and relied heavily on the responses of God to pave his obedience, or to Thomas, who insisted on seeing Jesus before believing, and oh the grace of God in those hours. But how many of us will know the reward Jesus speaks of when He says “Blessed are those who have not seen or heard, yet still believed?”
Blessed are those who never see the fulfillment of God’s promises in their lifetime, because for them, those promises extend to eternity. And while we’ve received our reward in full, theirs will last forever, in the city of Zion.
3) What is belief in God?
In short, I would define belief in God as placing all hope in One we cannot see.
4) What do you see as the relationship between belief and doubt?
Being a disillusioned pastor’s kid who’s struggled her whole life to know the truth behind the church, who longs to know the power of the gospel and the promise of the resurrection (beyond the religious practices of Sunday) I do not know one without the other. Perhaps I’ll describe it best by relaying a story. I stopped believing in Christianity on a mission trip to Vancouver, BC, when I was 18. We were visiting a Buddhist temple, and I was struck by the absolute reverence of those bowing, shoeless, within the temple, incense burning and the holiness palpable. I stood there confused, because in all my years of Sundays I’d never found such reverence in a church. And that was the day I stopped believing in Christianity. I spent the rest of the mission trip just meeting with people instead of proselytizing them, listening to their stories instead of preaching them a sermon. At the end of the week before heading home I talked with my Mum on the phone. She asked me what had been going on that week, and I told her what we’d done. Then she said, “No, but really what has been going on? God has woken me up every night this week to pray for you.” I practically removed my shoes right then and there. I told her how I’d stopped believing at the temple. Yet God had had mercy. I knew then that I didn’t doubt Jesus; I doubted Christianity, but that I would forever follow Jesus in spite of the blunders of our man-made practices.
5) How can a person strengthen their belief in God?
I believe you can strengthen your belief in God by being honest about your doubts. Only then can God reach into the tenderness of your heart and plant the seeds of faith. Faith is a gift only God can bestow. We just have to want it with everything in us.