Blessed Are Those Who Believe: The Mustard Seed of Faith

Un-blessed are the skeptical, for they shall continue to carry heavy burdens."

When Jesus healed the sick or raised the dead, He often began with a question:"Do you want to be healed?"

Pause and imagine the scene. A blind man, standing before the Son of God, is asked if he desires healing. What if he had replied, "No thanks," or, "I’m not sure I trust your methods—it all sounds a bit strange. Would Jesus still have healed him?

Scripture shows us repeatedly: faith matters. God honors belief. While His power is unlimited, His blessings often require our participation, our willingness to say yes—even when we don’t fully understand.

This is a truth that both humbles and fascinates me.

If God is the Creator of all things—omniscient, omnipotent, infinitely loving—why doesn’t He simply heal everyone? Why not speak a single word and wipe out every sickness, raise every dead heart, and silence the enemy once and for all?

He could. But He chooses not to override our free will.

From the very beginning, God gave us the gift—and responsibility—of choice. That’s why Jesus so often asked for verbal consent before healing. Not because He needed permission, but because He honored the free will He designed us to have. Healing isn’t just a transaction; it’s a partnership.

Recently, I was praying with a friend who was struggling—wrestling not with God’s ability to heal, but with their own ability to believe it was possible for them.

I had faith. I believed with all my heart that God could heal them. But as we prayed, it felt as though my words hit the ceiling and fell back down. There was resistance—something unseen, something spiritual.

So I shifted my focus. I stopped pleading and began standing in authority, rebuking the enemy’s influence and asking God to break every chain that held my friend back. I then prayed for one thing: faith to rise up within them.

And then, God gave me a picture.

In my spirit, I saw myself pushing a wheelbarrow full of mustard seeds—a mountain of faith I was ready to pour out. But I couldn't give them a single seed until they found their own. Just one. That tiny, mustard-seed-sized faith.

The moment they did—something shifted. I saw it in their face, in their posture, in the atmosphere. The heavens opened. God’s Spirit moved. It was as if their single seed unlocked the floodgates for my overflowing ones.

Jesus said, "If you have faith as small as a mustard seed, you can say to this mountain, 'Move from here to there,' and it will move."(Matthew 17:20)

Faith doesn’t have to be big—it just has to be real. And once it’s found, it can grow. It can be nurtured with God’s Word, watered with truth, and warmed by the light of His presence.

My prayer for you is this: Find your mustard seed.Even if doubt is loud and healing feels far off, ask God to awaken your belief. He doesn’t require perfection—just participation.

Once you bring your yes, no matter how small, God can do the rest.