Faith or Fear

On last night, my sleep was not restful. I tossed and turned for many hours. My mind housed a reservoir of "what-if" scenarios and overshadowed my ability to relax and be still. Wow! Was the residue of yesterday's lesson still lingering underneath my sweaty armpits? Was there a foul offense that I committed against someone that needed addressing before I closed my eyes? Was my actions in alignment with his word? Was his hands of forgiveness absent from my repentant heart?

As I gasped for air, I woke up in a panic! The temporary "brain fog" impaired my ability to discern whether this was a bad dream. I escaped the confines of my familiar dwelling searching for peace in the ocean view, but I continued to drown in doubt. However, this lack of refreshing sleep sent me probing underneath the covers desperate for answers. What was I missing? 

I grew insanely frustrated!

The "thorn in my flesh" was uncomfortable. It kept me sleep deprived. It kept me from reaching my full potential. It kept me buried underneath the sand in scorching heat. 

However, the more I wrestled with those covers, the more I began to realize the err of my ways. I was tired of sinking my own ship, but I was determined to be the captain! I insisted on sailing at my own speed, but God knew best. I could continue to navigate through the swamp of fear or I could fully surrender to him and sail peacefully to the promise land. 

Faith covers.

Faith protects.

Faith leads.

"You will keep in perfect peace those whose minds are steadfast, because they trust in you."-Isaiah 26:3

Is "faith or fear" on display in your life: in your words, your actions, and your deeds?

Are you trying to control the "script" or have you given him full access to write the story?

Does your peace abide in his truth?