A God for believers
“I know whom I have believed, and am persuaded that he is able to keep that which I have committed unto him against that day.” – 2 Timothy 1:12
Do you believe in God? Sometimes people begin questioning God. They can touch their ears and homes, they can touch their parents and their dogs, but they can’t touch God, and so they begin to wonder if God is real.
If they would stop in a quiet place to think about God, they would see His footsteps everywhere. They would see God in creation, and they would see God in miracles This story will help you believe in God. It’s a story of God’s power, even when some doubt that He exists. The story happened to C. Roy Angel, and can be found in his book Iron Shoes.
“I had set up camp in a dangerous tribe of cannibals. Day after day I pleaded with the old chief to let me preach to his people. I would speak his language, and I told them the story of Jesus with all the fervor of my heart. He listened attentively but was not convicted.”
“I had not paid much attention to his son, who just sat behind him, until one day the son came to my tent with questions that were so penetrating, they startled me. The weeks wore on, and I was a virtual prisoner. Then one day towards sunset, the tom-toms began to beat, and the tribe began to gather, and the huge fire was built. Two rough young giants led me into the centre of the ring and tied me to the stake. The old chief held is powwow, and a death sentence was passed on me.”
“Wild dancing and carousing followed way into the night. Finally it was stilled by the old chief standing and holding both hands. He made a speech to me and added at its end this question, “Where is your God? If He is able to deliver you, I will believe on Him.” My answer was drowned out in the wild yells of delight as the dance was resumed.”
“Then suddenly the old chief’s son, a tall young giant who carried a long sword that had been taken from a pirate boat, walked into the middle of the circle with his back to me. He whipped his long out of its scabbard, and a hush fell over the orgy. In a clear unfaltering voice he said, “The missionary’s God is busy tonight, so He sent me to deliver him. There will be no feast tonight. The missionary lives. If any of you object, I am waiting.”
A long silence followed, broken only by quiet whispers among the braves. The old chief stepped forward into the circle. The young giant pointed the long sword at the ground in front of his father, and his voice was quiet but lethal. “You may come two more steps, no farther.”
“The old chief stopped and stood looking at his son. There was admiration written all over his face. He lifted both hands and turned back to face his tribe and he said: “Tonight I abdicate as chief in favour of my son. From now on he is your chief. Obey his commands.” He turned and faced his son and said, “May I have permission to cut the ropes that bind the prisoner?”
God is alive. If you think for just a minute, you will remember many times when God answered your prayers in a special way.
Source: Out of This World - Daily Devotions