Open My Eyes

When I stumbled across the Second Step and actually wrestled with it, my eyes opened to the possibility that maybe I was confused about what it means to believe in God. Maybe I had been sold a bill of goods or maybe I just wanted to find a club to be “in” and misunderstood what I was taught. Maybe all this joining and sorting and being in versus out of the “Jesus Club” was a man thing, not a God thing.

In recovery I read “We came to believe…” and that got me curious. Could it be that coming to believe is a process? Is it possible that I can “come to believe” in a way that does not require my certainty or my membership?

Is anyone crying for help? God is listening,ready to rescue you. If your heart is broken, you’ll find God right there; if you’re kicked in the gut, he’ll help you catch your breath. Disciples so often get into trouble; still, God is there every time. He’s your bodyguard, shielding every bone; not even a finger gets broken. The wicked commit slow suicide; they waste their lives hating the good. God pays for each slave’s freedom; no one who runs to him loses out.

~ Psalm 34:17-22 The Message