My 4-year-old daughter, Sophia, was asked to speak in the children’s meeting at church on Sunday. I asked her what she wanted to talk about, and she chose the story of Zacharias (see Luke 1). This is the little talk she came up with and proudly delivered by memory:
“An angel told Zacharias that his wife would have a baby, but he didn’t believe it because they were old. So the angel said he couldn’t talk until the baby was born. We should believe when God tells us something. In the name of Jesus Christ, amen.”
There was something about the simplicity of those words that touched my soul:
“We should believe when God tells us something.”
Sometimes I start to worry about the future, but then God sends me a feeling of peace, telling me that everything is going to be okay.
Do I believe Him when He tells me that?
Sometimes I get discouraged by my sins and weaknesses, but then God comforts me and tells me He loves me and that there’s hope for me to change.
Do I believe Him?
I’m certainly trying to. I certainly want to. In fact, I want to be like Abraham, “who against hope believed in hope” (Romans 4:18)—because God told him there was hope.
May you have a hope-filled week, friends. And remember, believe when God tells you something!