The Unbelieving Believer

This morning I wept silently. It must be a little of what Jesus felt as He wept for the unbelief of the nations. My heart is sad for the world because I know that all we need is Christ, but Christ is the only thing we do not invest in. What does the way we live our lives say about our faith? My suspicion is that we are so quick to use the church rather than be a faithful member.



I hear the alarm, truly I do, but all I want is to sleep, I hit snooze

Ten minutes later, rings again, I roll out of bed; shirt, jeans, hair, shoes

Out the front door, going to work, jump in the car, there are things to do

Eight hours later, back home, couch potater, reruns on the tube

Goodnight, goodnight, I’m living my life, coffee set to auto-brew


I feel like I’m wasting away, but better than the day before

No snooze today, the mug I take, a shower then I’m out the door

Same job, same break, same car, different takes; why am I still poor?

Eight hours later, I’m off, see you later, no time, wish for more

Goodnight, goodnight, no time for my life; spend time with my wife, so torpor

Wednesday, Thursday, Friday

The same routine, stuck in a rut, skipped church because I’m engaged

Thursday is better, Friday is slow; want to do more but I’m caged

Count down the seconds, ready the weekend; go to the bar, get drained

Not the best, but relieves the stress; get home and again prostrate

Tomorrow I’ll do what I want to do; going fishing at the lake


Wake up, wake up; as late as I want, rod and reel in hand

Hook one, hook two, woohoo, woohoo; posting pictures on Instagram!

Go home, go home; fry it up in a pan; on the couch is a good place to land

Rest, rest, finally rest; stretch out, eyes shut; it’s a plan

Church in the morn, church in the morn; I guess I’ll go if I can


I hear the alarm, truly I do, but all I want is to sleep, I hit snooze

Ten minutes later, rings again, I roll out of bed; shirt, jeans, hair, shoes

Out the front door, going to church; I hope the service is good

Music’s okay, preaching is tame; hard for me to stay awake

Maybe next week, I’ll walk down the street; and visit a different place

This is my story, this is my song; praising my Savior all the day long

This is my story, this is my song; living for self while masking my wrong


                This morning I wept silently because I realized we have churches full of members who do not truly believe in Christ. With their mouths they praise. With their hands they give, but they do not have a heart for others and they do not truly desire to be in fellowship with Christ and with their brothers and sisters.

Perhaps you are saved and have still fallen into the lifestyle of someone who declares Jesus with his mouth but has not known Him. It may be time for us to get on our knees and ask that God restore our passion. The truth is, when we are passionate about Christ, we will be passionate about the gathering together of His saints and about our personal study in Scripture. If we are not passionate, we are either not saved or have chosen to live like someone who has not been saved.

Everything in this world is temporary. Christ is eternal. I know where my investment is. It’s a simpler life and a more satisfying one because my desires seem to be everlasting; only able to be fulfilled in a source that is also at least everlasting. There is real power and satisfaction in the Spirit that we don’t have on our own.

If you are a member of my church, you will never receive any condemnation from me. My desire is that you be restored passionately to God and to the fellowship of local believers. This is where revival begins.


If we confess our sins, He is faithful and righteous to forgive us our sins and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness. (1 John 1:9 HCSB)

Let us hold on to the confession of our hope without wavering, for He who promised is faithful. And let us be concerned about one another in order to promote love and good works, not staying away from our worship meetings, as some habitually do, but encouraging each other, and all the more as you see the day drawing near. (Hebrews 10:23-25 HCSB)

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