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.
Fear of inadequacy focuses on our lack not what we have. Gratitude embraces His sufficiency in our life. One leads to bitterness, the other to lasting joy.
The one talent servant said, "I was afraid I would lose your money, so I hid it in the earth." I can clearly see how I can run to the world and hide my talents.
The battle for my soul turned on the issue of ownership and now my daily cross confronts the same: Who owns me? Is it Jesus or have I enthroned another?
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 many work to overcome rather than letting the Overcomer conquer in us but life is impossible if it’s managed and manhandled by us we must live dead.
I'm disturbed that things are changing and they'll affect my life, my comfort, and my convenience. I want the News to stop making me uncomfortable.
Dealing honestly with fear is human and not blasphemous. But a fearmonger doesn’t acknowledge the sovereignty of God; his god is fear and that is blasphemy.
Silence is healing for the heart and mind. It is rest and restoration for the senses and the spirit. And our God is in the silence we so desperately need.
Fear has struck and will strike us all. But when fear strikes, we don’t have to stay stricken. We belong to Jesus Christ and HE rules, not fear.
When I see the darkness revving up, there is a corresponding move of God that dwarfs the best Satan can do. When darkness falls on us, Light rises.
It’s one thing to acknowledge the truth that we are at war while life is quiet. But it’s a bucket of ice water to the face to see that war spill out in real time.