Faith Or Fear


Some days are just like that, aren't they?

You know the ones. You wake up simultaneously whispering "Jesus" and "what in the world am I going to do?" in the same ragged breath.

You long to spout faithful treatises and flowery expressions of God's sovereignty. Yet all that comes out is a puff of empty air. You don't know what to pray. You don't know what else to say.

Your neck hurts from hunkering down and pushing on through.

Your sleep is sporadic, because though you said you'd leave it in the capable hands of the Lord; you've conjured up a thousand ways you could try to fix it all by yourself in the inky blackness of the night.

You balance the desire for the darkness to stay like a comfortable invisibility cloak and an eagerness for the dawn to break and relieve you from all those night time tangle of thoughts that send the morning racing ahead without rest for your soul.

"What comes with this new day?" you hesitantly think to yourself.

The truths you were thankful for yesterday have not changed, though your perspective has gone all topsy turvy under the covers.

Your faith is still in place. It has not been stripped away with the shaking hands, the racing heartbeat, or the doubts you've had assault you in the middle of the night.

Your week has been full of all sorts of reminders God is still with you.

He promises to carry you, give you HOPE, and shelter you under His wings.

So you awaken with companions: steadfast HOPE and crippling FEAR.

A choice is at the trailhead of your day. Where do you go from here? You get to choose. It's how our Abba Father wants it. Each day you get a fresh start, a chance to choose Him or yourself.

Maybe turning back to the truth of His word will help you make your choice today:

“Therefore I tell you, do not be anxious about your life, what you will eat or what you will drink, nor about your body, what you will put on. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothing?  Look at the birds of the air: they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not of more value than they? And which of you by being anxious can add a single hour to his span of life? And why are you anxious about clothing? Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow: they neither toil nor spin, yet I tell you, even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these. But if God so clothes the grass of the field, which today is alive and tomorrow is thrown into the oven, will he not much more clothe you, O you of little faith? Therefore do not be anxious, saying, ‘What shall we eat?’ or ‘What shall we drink?’ or ‘What shall we wear?’  For the Gentiles seek after all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them all. But seek first the kingdom of God and his righteousness, and all these things will be added to you.
“Therefore do not be anxious about tomorrow, for tomorrow will be anxious for itself. Sufficient for the day is its own trouble." Matthew 6:25-34 ESV

He knows you, dear one. He know you are of "little faith". He sees you in your waffling that makes you feel like your little neck is on a swinging pendulum between faith and fear. He has compassion for you, and He knows you need tangible things that go beyond the intangible of your faith.

All He asks of you today is to "seek first the kingdom of God and His righteousness."

Seek. It. First.

Turn to Him First.

Lean on Him first.

"All these things will be added to you."

You don't have to worry or fret. Your Heavenly Father has it all under control. He holds you in that precarious place that taunts you in the darkness of the night.

You know that space . . . between faith and fear.

He is right there with you in the middle of it.

"Now faith is the assurance of things hoped for, the conviction of things not seen." Hebrews 11:1 ESV

I'm choosing to hold onto faith.

Leaving a trail of beauty~

Pam




Comments

Popular posts from this blog

Thursday Thanks Tank

Mom: I Always Knew I’d Miss You . . .

Eighteen Years