Does my faith save me? In one sense, I don’t think so. I’d be in trouble if I had to rely on my own faith for salvation. Or, to clarify: I’d be in trouble if I had to rely on my own ability to be faithful. My doubts get in the way. I falter in following Jesus. Inconsistencies between my beliefs and actions are embarrassingly frequent. And this really bugs me.
So reading Psalm 91 acts like a balm for me, especially verses 3-4:
Surely [God] will save you
—- from the fowler’s snare
—- and from the deadly pestilence.
He will cover you with his feathers,
—- and under his wings you will find refuge;
—- His faithfulness will be your shield and rampart.
That last part especially – God’s faithfulness to me is what shields me “from the stormy blast” of life’s trials and Satan’s temptations. He wraps His loving arms around me like a bird will protect her young with her wings. Similar to how a baby chick is too weak to defend itself, my faith all on its own would never be enough to save me.
Thankfully, that’s not what God demands nor desires. In His grace, God can do mountain-moving things with “faith as small as a mustard seed.” I wouldn’t expect such a small kind of faith to save me from the enormity of my sin. For that I turn to Jesus. But I can offer my small faith as a gift to the One who is always perfectly faithful to me. And as I do so, I pray that my faith in Jesus will grow – not in order to be saved, but because I already am.
Graphic found at Chinny’s Soul Thoughts.