After months struggling to overcome fear and disconcertion, I now see the silver lining and blessing of COVID and all the chaos.
In our current reality everything is suspect. I know our faith is tested through uncertainty, but I want to live unshaken in shaky times.
As I’ve watched the news seeing the evidence of mass panic hitting the US over the Coronavirus, I've been tempted to enter into the fears but have an answer.
My path toward rectifying a problem led me to come face to face with God’s purpose and provision. I moved to fix a problem, but God brought me to Himself.
Mankind tends to focus on what's happening, and I am guilty of the same, but there's something higher than what's happening—God's purposes.
The heart sends out clues to signal us, like red flags of distress. These waving banners are sent up like flares to warn and attract our attention.
There is only one answer to anxiety, stress, hypertension, fear, and trepidation about life.
When I refuse God’s ownership, the only way I can be a Christian is by haranguing self into order. This is anxiety!
Stress is the indicator that we own something we can’t control. Inevitably, we will fret over what we own because it owns us. Ownership is the issue!
A little ring, strategically placed right in the soft, tender flesh of the nose, is more than enough to stop a bull.
Disease and health, like circumstances, are rooted in thought. Sickly thoughts will express themselves through a sickly body.
If I make my fear a Custer’s Last Stand of anxiety against God, then yes, I’m setting myself up for the inevitable fall. It reveals my bitterness with Him.