“No Comment”

“For My thoughts are not your thoughts, Nor are your ways My ways,” says the Lord.
For as the heavens are higher than the earth, So are My ways higher than your ways,
And My thoughts than your thoughts.                                             
Isaiah 55:8-9
For God has not given us a spirit of fear, but of power and of love and of a sound mind.                                            
 2 Timothy 1:7  
I cannot tell you how relieved I am that the mid-term elections are over. I voted, and watched the results come in on the internet, refreshing my browser ever so often to see how purple Texas was becoming.
I’m relieved and happy it’s over because of the inordinate number of Facebook posts that filled my newsfeed, from both friends and groups that I follow. The posts ran the political spectrum, as did comments on my favorite group/page, The Babylon Bee. There were so many times I wanted to comment on ideas people had expressed—my words calm and rational—but didn’t because I feared that my words would be taken wrongly, or my bigger fear: someone would challenge my words and I would be ill equipped to respond.
You see, I’m not as well versed in things of political focus—I probably should be better informed, but it isn’t something I have chosen to spend my mental energies in right now. So instead, I resist commenting and go on my slightly frustrated-but-merry-nonetheless way.  
Similarly, I find myself not commenting or sharing my faith in situations where nonbelievers question fairly heavy theological concepts: the idea of predestination, where God is when human atrocities occur or why God created Satan when He knew he would rebel and bring suffering, among others. I fear that I won’t be able to adequately explain or defend the living God to someone who doesn’t have a relationship with Him, and that because of my failure to do so, said nonbeliever will remain lost. And, if I’m honest, I may fear being thought of as inadequate because I can’t intellectualize faith. I’ve found that many atheists are well-versed in core theological issues like the five points of Calvinism and paedobaptism, which is intimidating, as I can’t defend nor even adequately explain either concepts.
And so I pass on making comments, all because of fear. Fear and pride. Or, more likely, fear because of pride. Fear that my pride will get stepped on. Fear that I’ll be bested academically and rationally by some nameless faceless person. Fear that I if I do say anything, what I share won’t make any sense to someone who doesn’t know Him and I will look like a bumbling idiot. I’ve chatted with the Lord about this on more than one occasion. He has helped me realize the fallacy of needing to defend Him—He is the Lord Almighty, for goodness’ sake. He’s also helped me realize the arrogance of my thinking that I could cause someone to affect or delay his or her salvation because of something I said, however intentional or unintentional. And yes, He also convicted me of how self-focused my thoughts were, and about how I was more concerned about what others thought of me (even nameless faceless people on the internet) than maybe even I was of how He did.
You see, we are called to share the good news with people—to witness and to testify to the good news of what Jesus’s death on the cross did for us. We don’t have to recite church canon to be able share our testimony of how, despite how far we fell from the glory of God because of our sin, He can still look upon us with love and favor because we have the imparted righteousness of Christ. We just need to be honest and sincere about our lives before and after the love of Christ consumed and transformed us.  

Prayer Requests

  • For those struggling with worry and anxiety
  • For hearts of mercy and love
  • For courage and commitment
  • For us to be instruments of His love and hope

  I am going to challenge myself to write 2 Timothy 1:7 on my heart and in my head, and to call upon the Holy Spirit to help me remember that He has not given me a spirit of fear. Fear does not come from Him. And f I choose not to comment on social media, it won’t be because I’m afraid. It’ll be because I don’t feel the prompting of the Lord to do so.  


“When you’re hanging on by a thread, make sure it is the hem of His garment.”    
“Gratitude is an offering precious in the sight of God, and it is one that the poorest of us can make and be not poorer but richer for having made it.”                                  A.W. Tozer