In my life, I have so often believed I had to manage my health. I've been the high priest of my personal health care. I have done as I saw fit and what I wanted.

Health is like a dipstick which reveals the level of our faith in God’s Lordship and Sovereignty.

There is no commonsense to our care; there is only His mind and Will. Utter dependence on God tests our actual faith in God—and our belief in who He is.

The crisis of faith with health care and following the Lord is, “What if I am not hearing Him correctly? What if I die because I didn’t hear?” We all alike struggle with these thoughts.

Being in the Spirit allows us to lean in dependence rather than being strapped with the responsibility to care for ourselves.

I wanted to share another example, one about my own health crisis rather than one I merely witnessed.

I am not the owner of my body or life; I am merely the steward. I don’t have the right or the ability to care for myself.

I have some really bad news. My best isn’t good enough. This life is a continual process of proving that we cannot do it on our own.

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!

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.

So, if anxiety is unbelief in God's ability to live my life, what do I believe in?