Friday is upon us once again, my beloved followers.
And that can mean only one thing.
Yes, it’s the weekend. (Well, almost.) But even more so, it means that it’s time for Five Minute Friday.
In short: Fridays we link up with our favorite Gypsy Mama Lisa-Jo. She gives us a prompt. We write. For five minutes.
No excessive strategerizing. No planning. Just rolling with it and seeing what Jesus has to say.
So… Let’s see what He has to say to us here at 7 Days Time today.
I used to be quite the cocky little heifer. Sure of my self, fearless in all situations. I had it all under control.
Of course… I was frontin’ like nobody’s business. Aka, faking it. I was clinging to my own power and plan… which after about 37 seconds in real-world adult life, I realized didn’t get me super far.
Various events made me vulnerable. The fear that I masked and kept bottled up started squirting throughout my life like a sprinkler in the backyard in July.
What if something happens to my family?
What if I can’t pay my bills?
What if I get sick?
What if… Blah, blah, blah. You get the picture.
Then…I re-found Jesus. For real.
This time last year I was still in the midst of “what if” mania. My beloved husband was away at ranger school, and I just found out I was pregnant with our first child.
I would love to say I had it all together… But I was a friggin’ basketcase. Barely eating, not able to sleep, crying, panicking… What if, what if, what if.
I was so afraid. My fear paralyzed me.
And then the worst what if I was imagining happened.
I had a miscarriage.
And interestingly enough– my One Word for 2012 was “Dependence.”
God brought me through my worst fear… In one peace <misspelling intended)… and I realized that His plans, power and purpose are always much more profound than I anything could ever come up with.
Now, it’s a full year later. We are 25 days away (ish) from welcoming our first baby into the world. Honestly, new “what ifs” still try to crop up… And Satan does his best to root them in my brain/heart. (Stupid jerk!)
But I remember. I truly trust the Lord. With my mind. With my body. With my soul. With my actions.
I can’t do a blessed thing to change ANYTHING that may or may not happen in the next few weeks (or months– or years.) Heck, I have no clue what God’s plan for us even IS.
I do know, however, that He is worthy to be trusted.
Now, when those feelings of fear crop back up, I pray them away. I say “Pshaw– AFRAID, ASCHMAID. Bring it. God is bigger than any “scary” thing even my crazy preggo brain can dream up.”
God’s got this… so what more can I ask? Let’s do it.
What are you biggest fears? How do you trust God in the midst of the worries of life? How can you ward of the enemy in the process? I always welcome your feedback– comment below!
Nothing to fear when God is near,
“When I get really afraid… I come to you in trust.” ~Psalm 56:3 MSG