Horsham: 23rd May 2026

Last week I wrote a blog post about the Apostle Thomas. Doubting Thomas. In that post I confessed that I often have doubts. A couple of people have expressed surprise that I would say that bit out loud. I have, after all, been a Christian for a very long time. Without wishing to further upset a friend and the one or two others who have been kind enough to leave a comment, I have to say that I was a bit surprised by the reaction.

I’m pretty confident here. In matters of faith, doubt is normal. I would be seriously misleading you if I suggested that I never have doubts. Doubt is the fruit of an enquiring mind. Faith is the response of a trusting heart. 

The more I experience doubt, the more I seek God. The more I seek God, the more I experience Him. The more I experience him, the more I trust Him. The more I trust Him, the less I doubt. But then stuff happens. There is always room for doubt. Doubt is not the opposite of faith, it’s part of faith.

“I do not believe,” wrote Charles Spurgeon, ” there ever existed a Christian yet, who did not now and then doubt his interest in Jesus. I think, when a man says, ‘I never doubt,’ it is quite time for us to doubt him.” 

Hear my voice when I call, Lord;
    be merciful to me and answer me.
My heart says of you, “Seek his face!”
    Your face, Lord, I will seek. 
Psalm 27:7-8