Summary: No matter the doubt you are dealing with, God understands the doubts. You cannot leave it alone. I challenge you today to expect doubt. I challenge you today to attack doubt at the source. I challenge you to look at the evidence. All three of these v
DEALING WITH DOUBT
INTRODUCTION… Story of Doubt
The little boy cried out over and over, “Mom where are you?!” He was walking back and forth in the front of the store. People with shopping carts full of milk, bread, fruit, and other household items rattled past the frantic boy as they raced to wait in line for a check out spot. The boy decided to stop yelling and just look. So he walked to the front of each aisle and peered down the long trek to see if his mother and her cart were present. He went to the first aisle and saw nothing but potato chips and an old man in an automatic shopping cart. He went to aisle two were three college kids were arguing over who would pay for the stuff in the cart… but no mom.
As he walked to the third aisle he began to wonder what had happened. He had just come from aisle three. That’s where all the fruit snacks were. He was looking at them and then she was gone. He looked down the aisle and she wasn’t there either. The little boy got another pain in his stomach. It felt like bees were flying in his stomach and were trying to get out. He started to cry a little more. “Mom where are you,” he questioningly cried out as he looked down aisle four.
Had she left him at the store all by himself?
Had she decided he was too much trouble to feed… all he had asked for was fruit snacks!?
Had she left the store to head home and forgot all about him?
He felt sad. He felt scared. He felt a little angry.
Just as he reached aisle five he noticed a man in a blue vest putting cans onto a shelf. He walked silently up to the man who obviously worked at the store. Who else would be putting cans on the shelf instead of taking them off? The little boy walked up to him and just as he approached the man looked down.
“I think my mom left me at the store or got abducted by aliens or something,” the boy said to the can stacking wizard of aisle five. The man looked down at the boy with one eye brow cocked higher than the other. The little boy started to cry a little. His mom was gone and he couldn’t find her.
“Now what makes you think that?” he asked as he knelt down in the middle of pallets of canned peas.
“Well,” the boy answered, “I was looking at fruit snacks and then she was gone. I asked her if we could get some and then she just was gone.”
The man in the blue vest slowly got up from his kneeling position. Ever so slowly. The boy heard him grunt a little as he came to his feet. “Let’s see if we can find her.”
“We won’t find her,” the little boy said right away, “I have looked all over the world and she is just plain gone.” The little boy pointed back the way he came. “She’s not anywhere.”
The man in the blue vest took the little boy by the hand and headed towards aisle six. There were in fact twenty aisles in this grocery store warehouse. “So what makes you think that your mom left without you?”