Simple.

Imagine having the opportunity to sit down with Jesus and confess, "Jesus, I want to be involved in what God's doing on earth.  What do you want me to do?"  What would you expect him to say?

I don't know about you, but I would fully expect him to tell me about all the pain and suffering the world, to chastise me for my time-wasting and self-centered pleasure seeking, to tell me that I'd be better off spending  my money feeding the hungry than on a Groupon (no matter how great the deal was).  I'd expect him to tell me to find a homeless person and invite them to dinner and probably adopt an orphan or two.  Maybe even 20 since our house is spacious and we aren't on welfare.

I'm well aware that I'm wasting a lot of potential for good over here, and I wouldn't expect Jesus to say any different.  Because of that, I find it so surprising that when a group of people had that very chance, the response was so, so different.

Then they asked Jesus, "What must we do, to be doing the works of God?"  Jesus answered them, "This is the work of God: that you believe in him whom he has sent."       John 6:28-29

Really?  That's it?  Just... believe? 

I've been a Christian for decades.  I know there are things God desires for His children and I know that there are sacrifices pleasing to Him-- "cease to do evil, learn to do good; seek justice,correct oppression; bring justice to the fatherless, and plead the widow’s cause" just to name a few from one tiny verse in Isaiah. There are many, many more.  I've read them, studied them and compared myself to them!

But Jesus didn't say any of that to the crowd. And going out on a limb, I imagine that Jesus knew some of these people might not be back the next day--- that they might not hear any more of the message--- and the *only* thing he felt important to include was belief.  That's it.  No list of deeds, no feelings of guilt to muster.  Just sweet, freeing belief.
 
I'll say it again.  I've been a Christian for DECADES.  I *know* it only takes belief, but here I sit, so surprised by the response and so convicted of my distrust in such a simple system.  I know I'm distrusting because I've spent much of my time on earth feeling like I'm failing at becoming like Jesus, that I'm not helping enough people know Him.  In my best moments I am giving and temporarily selfless but then I get prideful and imagine that those deeds are earning God's love.  Add up enough of those up and down moments, and somehow, I forget Jesus and think I'm earning my own salvation and God's favor.

But I'm not.  I will never, ever be perfect enough to earn the kind of acceptance I need. Only belief, unwavering, and all the way to the end is what He desires.  The rest is His to sort out, and all we have to do is hang on for the ride without giving up.  I'm willing.  And I'm grateful He's made it so, so easy.

I know I am always so close to falling away, becoming numb, and not caring at all about Jesus.  Being a Christian isn't always fun and it's not very satisfying if you're doing it without the Holy Spirit.  Forcing myself to be be kind like Jesus when I just want to hormonally scream "SHUT UP AND GO AWAY!!" isn't joy to the full, even if I try to fake it and pretend it is.  And that's why it seems easy to drift slowly and not be concerned if my heart turns to stone in the end.

But this, this just *believing* is fresh air to my soul.  I can already feel the guilt lifting. And I already know that it's going to be a whole lot easier to believe with my entire heart until the day I die now that I fully realize I don't have to worry over I'm *doing* enough.  He's done it all already.

 To him who is able to keep you from stumbling and to present you before his glorious presence without fault and with great joy— to the only God our Savior be glory, majesty, power and authority, through Jesus Christ our Lord, before all ages, now and forevermore!  Amen.                                                                            (Jude 24-25)