Last Sunday my husband invited me to watch the Super Bowl Game with him. How could I resist with the smell of chicken wings in the oven while he searched for dipping bowls and ranch dressing. I’m not a football fan, but I like the sound of “patriots” since I’m politically bent.
The husband lost interest after Lady GaGa and he left the room. I screamed for him from the sofa in the fourth quarter telling him he needs to come back and see the game. That determined look on Tom Brady’s face braced us for that one last shot of giving it all he’s got!
Many compared the Patriot’s win to our national election last fall. The naysayers jabbed early in the presidential campaign that Trump’s objective in the political race stemmed from a cry for attention. When he won the nomination, they said he can’t win the election. But I saw that determined look on his face when I watched him in the rallies.
This morning I heard the words of Jesus when I studied Mark, Chapter Nine. The disciples felt frustrated and told Jesus they could not heal the boy with convulsions. Jesus’ words startled me when I read: “You unbelieving generation. How long shall I stay with you? How long shall I put up with you?”
Does that sound just a little chastising? Maybe it’s just me…
When they brought the boy forward, the convulsing spirit recognized Jesus and threw the boy to the ground. The boy’s father asked Him for pity and help if He can. “If I can?” Jesus answered: “Everything is possible for one who believes.”
I ask myself: “Where is my determination? Do I really believe?” Do I have that “all or nothing” look? I wonder if those impossible things I ask for in prayer are hindered by any doubt or unbelief in me.
I hear again “How long shall I put up with you?”
Everything is possible for the one who believes. Even for me.