I have been so fearful lately. My mom is sick. Money is tight. Life doesn’t seem to be going the way I planned when I was a little girl, sitting under the big tree in the back yard. It just doesn’t seem fair. Whine, whine, whine.
Last night I hit a new low. I literally woke up at 1:30 AM fearful about things over which I have no control. I have always been a worrier. But this has gotten to be ridiculous.
Ironically, I received a book not too long ago that I am reading for a review. Fearless by Max Lucado. Holy flipping cow. Scripture oozes off of the pages. It’s written simply, yet the insights are knock your socks off good. I am reading it ravenously. I will have my review of it posted this weekend.
Perfect love casts out all fear. Why am I afraid? If God is for me, who can be against me? I serve the King of kings and the Lord of lords. My Father in heaven owns the cattle on a thousand hills. The God that I serve created the heavens and the earth. He knows the number of hairs on my head.
I didn’t realize how riddled I was in fear until I started reading this book. It’s amazing that, when you read what God says about you, fear fades away.
Dear God, please forgive the fear that has been lingering, taking root, roosting in me. I trust You and I believe that You are who You say You are.