Woke up feeling very anxious this morning. It was a rough night full of nightmares, I suppose my insecurities coming to the surface in the quiet of night. Then I hear a voice that said…
Peace, be still
What does that look like, knowing that He is God, knowing that in the midst of my anxious thoughts He is here, with me, watching over me.And that He has authority over my circumstances? That I carry that same authority?
How do we put our trust in the unseen, when the circumstances are staring us right in the face?
I want to trust you, but the sound of the waves crashing around me are so loud, I can feel the waters rising, trying to consume me…I am drowning. I do not handle these circumstances gracefully.
Yet I am well aware of the fact that I cannot carry these heavy burdens, they will destroy me.
So I dialogue with my Father, share my innermost fears, and simply cry out HELP! I cannot figure it all out…I see in part, one increment at a time. Step by step I follow, at times seemingly blind and deaf. He carries me.
I lay in my bed while it is still dark out, I feel alone, afraid. I close my eyes breathe deeply…My hand is holding His, warmth, safety…I invision the two of us walking down a dirt road together our hair blowing in the warm breeze, I focus on our steps, together we move forward.
We are always moving forward although at times it feels as if I am stuck.
I look up and the scenery has changed, from dry desert, to lush gardens, beautiful aromatic flowers surround us, waterfalls spraying cool, refreshing mist across our warm bodies. The birds break out in song, singing praises to the one who has carved me into the palm of His hand.
I am not alone
You are with Me
Stop, be still and know that I am not only God,but the lover of your soul who walks with you through the valley of the shadow of death, the one who knows the future and will walk us through adversity.
I cannot do this alone