Perfect Faith


Jesus answered them, “Truly I tell you, if you have faith and do not doubt, you will not only do what was done to the fig tree, but even if you tell this mountain, ‘Be lifted up and thrown into the sea,’ it will be done.

~Matthew 21:21, CSB


I am an imperfect person loved by a perfect Savior.


Have you given a lot of thought to the perfection of Jesus. He was always successful but never proud. He spent a lot of time around women and never had lust in His heart. Jesus was perfect in every way and that goes for His faith: He had perfect faith. This means that He had 100% faith and zero doubt. We hear preachers say things like, “I have never had a doubt; I know that I know that I know.” That’s what preachers say but what does God word say. Jesus said, “If you had perfect faith, 100% faith and no doubt, you could move mountains.” Do you know any preachers who can move mountains? Do you know anyone who can move mountains. Jesus was perfect in all ways and we are the exact opposite, we are flawed in every way and that includes our faith. I will be the first to admit that I do not have perfect faith. People with perfect faith never doubt, never fret, and never worry at all, about anything.  In my life, every single time I have taken a leap of faith, I have had doubts. The reason for this is that I do not have perfect faith, I have some faith. Jesus nicknamed the disciples “little-faiths” which is one word in Greek and I am sure he would say the same to me.

I’ve been thinking the past few days about our first van at DBC. I talked to the deacons about it but they were not comfortable making a recommendation to the church so I made it myself. On Sunday morning, I said, “Next Sunday is a special called Business Meeting and I will be recommending that we buy a van to transport our youth.” As I was standing at the door that day, one of the deacons told me as he passed by, “You better be looking for a pink slip, there will probably be one on your desk before the weeks end.” I guess I smiled, I don’t remember. I tried to look strong but he put lots of doubt in my mind. By the time I got home, I was thinking, “What have I done, this is suicide.” I got no affirmation at home or church: it was a long day. I told no one about the doubts other than the LORD. The doubts gathered over me like dark ominous clouds. Sunday, Monday and Tuesday were rough but on Wednesday morning about 6:30 a.m. I got a phone call. The young widow on the other end said, “Bro. Jack, I have been waiting for someone to take interest in our youth. I want to donate $6,000 toward the purchase of a van.” Folks, I can not describe what that did to me, suddenly I had a strong faith. When I made the motion the next Sunday, I had confidence it would pass and it did but not without a lot of discussion. By the way, we bought a brand new Dodge Van the next week and paid cash. When I drove it into the church parking lot, John Tanner was the first to get it.

I don’t enjoy taking leaps of faith. When I put myself out on the end of the limb, I hear folks trying to start their saws. I am glad that it doesn’t take perfect faith to be saved. I am certainly glad that Jesus has infinite patience with flawed disciples.

  • What about this cooler weather. I will gladly take anything below 90* this time of year. Visited the nursing homes yesterday. Roger Burcham was in route to the CRMC ER. He was having trouble breathing but he was doing much better when I left the hospital last night.
  • Betty Blackwood {Keith’s mom} is in Summerford. She was at Decatur General a couple of weeks ago and I couldn’t get her to wake up. The nurse came in and did it for me. When Betty opened her eyes, I was standing over her holding her hand, she lit up like a Christmas tree. I have never seen a bigger smile. I was telling Ken about it on the phone and he didn’t say a lot about it, only that she enjoyed the visit but yesterday Allison told me that Betty was having a dream and I appeared at the end of a hall way and was coming toward her. Betty had told her, I saw Brother Jack in the dream and then I woke up and he was right there. I also saw Mrs. Screws for the first time in a while. She didn’t remember me but she remembered Danville. I had a good visit with Nell Brown and I went by to see Mrs. Edith Orr and she was playing Bingo.
  • President Trump does not take one dollar of his salary. The last quarter, he donated it to the Veterans Administration, the quarter before that to the Department of Interior to upgrade military cemeteries. Isn’t it amazing, no one in the media covers this story.

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