Can You Doubt God and Still Have Faith?

Have you ever felt like you weren’t allowed to doubt God? Like, if you were a real Christian, you’d just believe and never question?
A lot of us have been told, directly or indirectly, that faith and doubt can’t mix. That if you’re doubting, the answer is simple: just have more faith. But it’s not that simple.
If you’ve ever wrestled with doubt, you know it doesn’t just go away because someone tells you to believe harder.
The truth is, almost everyone experiences doubt at some point in their faith journey. But we don’t talk about it. And when we do, it gets brushed off with short, shallow answers.
But the Bible doesn’t ignore doubt it highlights it. Some of the greatest stories of faith are also stories of deep struggle.
In this post, I want to flip the script. What if doubt isn’t something to fear or fix… but something God can use to grow your faith?
Flipping The Narrative On Doubt In Faith
And this isn’t just theory for me. I’ve experienced my share of doubt in my faith throughout my life. For a long time, it was small. Manageable. I could just kind of ignore it. Push it aside and focus on what I believe.
But 7 or 8 years ago, that changed.
I hit a season of doubt that I couldn’t shake. The kind that doesn’t just make you ask “Is this true?”, but makes you wonder if everything you’ve built your life on is actually real.
It sent me into a faith crisis. And I remember feeling like… I should know better. I should have more faith by now. I’m supposed to be past this. After all, I was a pastor who’d get up on stage on Sunday and tell people about God… But I didn’t even know what I believed anymore.
I remember nights lying awake thinking, “What if I’ve built my entire life on something that isn’t even true?” It was scary. Lonely. And I didn’t know who to talk to because I felt like I shouldn’t be having these questions.
And those cheap answers, “just believe more,” or *“read your Bible and pray”. They didn’t help. They didn’t answer the questions I was really asking.
That season didn’t just challenge my faith, it redefined it. And after a season, I realized that doubt isn’t the opposite of faith, but rather a part of it. My perspective needed to be flipped. I used to think doubt was the opposite of faith, but really, it’s certainty. Where there’s certainty, there’s no room for faith.
Faith exists in the space where certainty ends.
These two quotes really hit me… Paul Tillich once said, “Doubt is not the opposite of faith; it is one element of faith.”
And Anne Lamott adds to that: “The opposite of faith is not doubt, but certainty. Certainty is missing the point entirely. Faith includes noticing the mess, the emptiness and discomfort, and letting it be there until some light returns.”
Doubt wasn’t something I needed to hide from or fix. Doubt is not the enemy. Rather, It was something I needed to bring into the light, to be honest about it. To let it do its work for me.
And over time, that doubt didn’t destroy my faith… It actually deepened it. And I believe the same can be true for you and that’s what I want to explore the rest of this post.
Faith and Doubt In The Bible
Now, to really understand that, we have to break down this idea that doubt is some kind of spiritual weakness or failure.
Because here’s the thing, the Bible doesn’t hide doubt. It highlights it. Some of the most faithful people in Scripture also wrestled with some of the deepest doubts.
And what’s even more surprising? God didn’t reject them. He met them in it.
Philip Yancey wrote, “One bold message in the Book of Job is that you can say anything to God. Throw at him your grief, your anger, your doubt, your bitterness, your betrayal, your disappointment he can absorb them all. As often as not, spiritual giants of the Bible are shown contending with God.”
Let that sink in: the “spiritual giants” in the Bible? They doubted too. Oftentimes, the “heroes” of the Bible did not earn their title because they believed without doubt. Rather, they earned their title because they had faith WITH doubt.
Here are a few examples…
- Abraham and Sarah laughed when God promised them a child. Literal laughter because they didn’t believe it was possible.
- Moses doubted God could use him to lead Israel out of Egypt.
- Asaph questioned why the wicked were prospering while the faithful suffered.
- Job doubted God’s goodness in the middle of his pain.
- Gideon asked for multiple signs to be sure God was really with him.
- And of course, Thomas, who literally walked with Jesus, still doubted after the resurrection until he saw it with his own eyes.
I could go on, but the point is the Bible is full of people who doubted. And not just people, but the main characters. If doubt disqualified you from faith, the Bible would be a very short book.
The point is: God is not scared of your doubt. He’s not offended by your questions.
The real issue isn’t doubting God, but rather it’s what we do with our doubt. Doubt can keep us from following God. Or it can increase our faith. What made the stories of doubt in the Bible great was that they acted in faith despite their doubt.
Doubt isn’t sin. Doubting God is not the same thing as rejecting Him.
Doubt asks questions. Disbelief makes conclusions.
And God doesn’t condemn you for asking honest questions. Over and over again in Scripture, we see people wrestling with God: Moses, Thomas, Job, Abraham and Sarah.
And God didn’t shame them. He met them. He walked with them through it.
So if you’re doubting right now, that doesn’t mean your faith is broken. It means it’s real.
You don’t need to hide your doubt. You need to bring it into the light. God’s not looking for a performance, He’s looking for your heart. Even when that heart is full of questions.
What Doubt Isn’t… A Sin
So, where does this leave us? What should we do when we’re doubting God?
First, don’t panic. Don’t shove it down. And don’t assume it disqualifies you. Instead, get curious. Get honest. And go to God with it. Doubt, when you bring it to God, can actually strengthen your faith.
Doubt is like resistance training. Your muscles don’t grow when everything’s easy. They grow when they’re tested. When you push against the weight. And in the same way, when your faith is tested by doubt, it has the potential to grow stronger, if you lean in instead of backing away.
Here’s what I would challenge you to do with your doubts. Write them down and Pray Through them. Set aside a few minutes. Grab a notebook, a note on your phone, whatever. Tell God, “Here’s what I’m struggling to believe right now…”
Then be honest. Don’t filter it. Write to God like you’re talking to a friend. Let it all out. Then sit with it. Pray through it. Even if your prayer is simply: “God, I don’t even know what to say. But I need you.”
That’s faith. That’s what brings transformation. Because doubt doesn’t destroy real faith, it refines it.
The reality is, Doubt isn’t the opposite of faith, it’s an invitation to go deeper. But only if you bring it to God.
If this helped you, would you share it with someone else who might be wrestling too?
And if you’re going through a season of doubt, I’d love to hear your story. Drop a comment or send me an email (jeff@rethinknow.org). I’d be honored to walk with you through it.
This is one of the most helpful & beautifully honest write ups on the subject of doubt I have ever read! (And I have read A LOT!!) Combined with your write up about Burnout, Disappointment & the Silence of God…I felt like I could tell my story, for once, to someone who actually has the experience & depth of character to actually understand my journey. Being 65+ and a believer since I was 13 – even though no one in my family was; I have had my share of “dark nights of the soul”. One of the worst was when my 28 year old daughter (oldest child of my 5 beautiful children), who had at the time, recently given her life to Christ & graduated re-hab, suddenly died. After a very difficult & sad life. She had been brutally raped & beaten by 2 long haul truck drivers & left for dead at the young age of 15. She subsequently turned up pregnant from that horror… but thankfully God chose for her to miscarry early on. She wrestled with the trauma the rest of her short life. Drugs & alcohol & a promiscuous lifestyle nearly consumed her soul & my faith. Her death nearly killed me too! But God showed up in so many amazing ways to comfort my soul. Then, after dedicating the next 7 years to our new local church & all the lovely people there…I was again kicked so low I thought surely the whole God & Jesus thing was a total fabrication. I was in a leadership role in the church & worked so hard for the Lord in many capacities. Then my husband lost his company, lost all work & was on unemployment. I nearly died of a heart attack, twice. We had to claim bankruptcy & lost everything including our incredible historical home & everything with it. We were homeless & unemployed …. and ended up living on family’s couch (I was 54). It’s amazing to me the assumptions people make when you are so low. They believe you didn’t work hard enough, or weren’t wise with your money or are just lazy or don’t “believe or pray” enough. It became a daily ritual of telling people our story of owning a very profitable electrical construction company, owning a million dollar house that both my husband & I built ourselves and how hard we fought to hang on to it all. Then on the leading of the Lord, we then sold it all, downsized & moved to rehab our amazing 125 year old house & focus on serving our new community & church. To lose everything 7 years later….my health, my house, all my antiques & cars, my dear friends in the Church… I can tell you I was about as low as a soul can go. I doubted EVERYTHING! Yet through it all, God met me in the most unexpected ways and provided. Not in any way I thought He would, but He did. Unfortunately I am in the deep pit of another “dark night of the soul” right now. Even though we have managed to eke out a new simple life. We miraculously actually own a house & have a solid job/income. We are at retirement age but God only knows if we’ll ever be able to. Trying to find a church home has been another sad & painful failure. Being an introvert, with a messy background and very little $$ doesn’t inspire connection with people. I do attend church online; but honestly it is totally missing any relationship or connection. It is also hard when you live in an urban setting where it is so easy to be invisible. All my dear Sisters in Christ have either died or moved on. And my dear Sister & Parents have died too. My Mom just passed away in November. I lost my life long, 55+ years, “Best Friend” because of Jesus. She thought I was backwards, uneducated & a negative life force because of my biblical focus, views & ideas. Finding new friends has been so allusive too. I feel so alone. Both my Husband & Adult 2nd Son (who lives with us) are on the Autism Spectrum so emotional support & “company” isn’t a fair expectation from either of them. My sweet husband has no need for friends or connection – so he tries to be supportive but honestly is at a loss as to what to do to help. My other adult Son has had a very difficult life after serving in Iraq but, by the absolute grace of God, is currently stepping into a new life across the country. My middle daughter is married and has 7 children; but they have not allowed us to see or love on our grandchildren. That pain of rejection has been almost unbearable. Besides Christ, my children & family is & has been my whole purpose for living. To be rejected with no hope of reconciliation has been, again, soul crushing. “But God” gave me my youngest daughter. I gave birth to her at the age of 42 after a battle with cervical cancer. I was told by my doctor that she was not a viable embryo and suggested an early abortion because of the insurmountable health challenges. Jesus met me there and we decided to trust Him. My youngest daughter was definitely “My Gift from God”. Not a day goes by that I don’t thank Him. But unfortunately she is so busy teaching at UCSB and is completing her doctorate there. She truly has very little time & struggles with many lifelong health issues. The poor kid has a “full plate” and I do not need to burden her with my problems. So here I sit… purposeless & alone at an age when Family & Grandchildren, old friends & church fill most people’s lives. I can’t help wondering about the truth of the famous song “What a Friend We Have in Jesus”? Another very dark night of the soul….. I am trying so very hard to pray, embrace treasured scripture, and wait on the Lord. But the tears I cry are as real as is the silence & there are days I’m not sure if I will make it through. The doubt is so deep and dark – total Psalm 23 territory. I can’t help but be tortured with the thought of “What has been the point of so much trauma, misery & struggle?”. Dear Lord, I really need You!!!!! Thank You for letting me vent…I am hanging onto my “mustard seed” in the midst of the darkness. And praying I come to your eloquent conclusion “The pain wasn’t pointless. It had purpose”