Help Me Believe

Brand new song about finding help to believe…lyrics below!

Help me Believe
Written by Ben Ward

My heart’s so stubborn
I keep running
Going nowhere
Standing still
Reasons keep crumbling
Falling and fumbling
My next step’s suddenly clear

CHORUS
Help me believe you love me
Help me believe you care
Help me believe you’re real
and not some part of my imagination
I’m standing waiting to see
Help me believe

Seems so easy
Everybody’s reaching
Don’t they doubt
Aren’t they afraid?
Seeing double
So much trouble
Remembering what to say

I remember
That November
You chased my fear away
So much blessing
No second guessing
I want you back, I want you to stay

CHORUS

I’m the first to say demonstrate, verify
Prove yourself, tell me why
I want to overcome
Start to trust
Give you a chance
Step into your love

Hard to Believe

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Happy Autumn!!  It’s my favorite season of the year and it’s in full swing in New York City.  I’ve got a new song for you this week.  I’m always amazed at myself how I wonder if God will come through for me.  He has never let me down.  Ever. Be it finances, where to live, how to get there, what to do, how to do it, who to be with, how to meet them, it has made no difference!  He has always met every need in a way that I couldn’t have imagined before.

But still, I come across a situation from time to time and my flesh says, “No way this is happening.”  That’s such a lie. Lord, help me to trust You…to just believe — all that You require.

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Hard to Believe

Why don’t I believe You
Why, You never fail
You always answer
So many stories I could tell
But the train runs Your schedule
Keeping perfect time
That’s what always kills me
I get restless, flying blind

CHORUS
You heal
You provide
You speak
And the fear inside me dies
You rescue
You protect
You orchestrate
And lives intersect
You’re everything I need
So why, every once-in-a-while
Is it so hard to believe?

You tell me, “Keep on asking”
Ask, seek, knock
I know You want to bless me
But my heart is solid rock
Could You plan some excavating
Digging out my doubt
Replacing it with faith
So I can trust my way out

CHORUS

Instead of trusting I keep trying
Run in place, forget the timing
Circumstance and speculation
Keep me in the dark
But Your lamp keeps shining
Illuminating shadows in my heart

CHORUS

Like a Little Kid

There are some 300,000 churches in America, and I could have picked any one to attend on Easter morning, but I liked being in this one. Especially the kids. They didn’t need Reverend Henderson’s prayer techniques, or the high-tech mantras of the Brooklyn Tabernacle. Their prayers weren’t Rabbi Gellman’s suburban Jewish prayers of Thanks! offered to whom it may concern. They didn’t pray to de-center their egos or find transcendence or to set off on a lifelong therapeutic spiritual journey. They prayed to a God with whom they were on a first-name basis, and they believed their prayers gave them power, which they used on behalf of their asthmatic sisters and infirm grandparents and a kid they knew with burns on his body. Sitting in church on Easter morning, I realized that I was probably never going to become a praying man. But if, by some miracle, I ever do, I hope my prayers will be like the prayers of the kids I met at the Love church in Berkeley Springs. Straight-up Gimme! on behalf of people who really need the help.ZEV CHAFETS in the New York Times Magazine

This is quite an interesting article about prayer (and long if you know the Times magazine).  This last paragraph was so powerful to me.  The author is an agnostic and goes to all kinds of Churches, Synagogues, therapists, etc. to find out about prayer.

In the end the most powerful expression came just as Jesus said it would: like a child.

I want to come to God like that.  So often when I pray I’m concerned with “squeezing it in” or getting to everyone on my list rather than just coming to Jesus with my heart open to the possibility that He can do anything.  Anything for me.  Anything for those I love and care about.  All I have to do is believe.

So, this week, I’m going to lay my heart open before the Lord and be like a child.  Imperfect and full of anticipation.

Just like a little kid.

Something Big

Recently, one of my Twitter friends stated, “what you ask of God reflects what you believe about Him.” 

If I don’t ask Him to meet seemingly unmeetable needs, do I not believe He can or would meet those needs (Phillipians 4:19)?  If I don’t ask him to heal the sick, do I actually believe He can do it (Isaiah 53:5)?  If I refrain from asking Him to make a way for me in my job/career do I somehow not really believe that He helps those who call on Him (Matthew 7)?

I want to believe God for great things.  Things that can’t be explained away rationally or with some natural answer.

Remember the movie Pay It Forward?  Haley Joel Osment’s character embarks on a project to do good things for others.  But the things have to be what he calls “Big.”  Not just holding the door for someone (that’s good), but something that alters someone’s life in a meaningful, impactful way.

That’s what I want to pray for, to ask God for.  For mountains in people’s lives to be moved, for the mountains in my life to be moved.

Ask, and it will be given to you; seek, and you will find; knock, and it will be opened to you. For everyone who asks receives, and the one who seeks finds, and to the one who knocks it will be opened. Or which one of you, if his son asks him for bread, will give him a stone? Or if he asks for a fish, will give him a serpent? If you then, who are evil, know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more will your Father who is in heaven give good things to those who ask him! (Matthew 7:7-11)

Recently at work I saw a name of a foundation that said this to me: The Miami Project to Cure ParalysisThe namers of this organization weren’t aiming to make a few nice discoveries.  They were going for the end-all for those who are affected by paralysis: the cure.

That’s what I want to have the faith to ask for in my life…to get rid of all debt…to see my eyes healed…to have a song cut…and on to my family, on to friends, on to cities, on to nations.

Let’s ask God for big things!!

What are you asking for?