My Faith in Faith
My faith, where is it? My laundry list of health worries, life worries, project worries, why don’t I list my faith as my first agenda item to work on?
A faith ailment is worse than anything I could catch.
God’s faith in me is strong. How about my faith in Him? It’s not a question of whether, it’s a question of if. My faith is the big IF. Everything else will fall into place, IF I listen, IF I catch on that FAITH in Him is all I need.
For me, for example, when I’m worried about anything that impacts my joy, it really means I might worry without working on the tasks at hand. I worry and God waits for me to stop worrying. God asks me to keep walking and keep still and listen. I cover my bases, back track to cover my steps, yet nothing else is better than to be covered by nestling under His Wing (read Psalm 91 for sure).
God waits for me to stop worrying and get worshiping. I can’t fix anything with worry. Let me praise first, no matter what, our praise solves more.
God can fix everything (even if it not seen until eternity) with our walking WITH Him. God will fix our worries by us having more child-like faith. God will be God regardless of circumstances. If we mess up, God will give us words to help. If we praise even our pain, God is ready to help. God is ready to steady, can we rise to believe that? God will come to us, even deep in our low places, that I know.
God, Lord God, please show me what I need to know. Please give me the strength to believe in You to the ends of my dust and Your earth
Whoever dwells in the shelter of the Most High will rest in the shadow of the Almighty. I will say of the Lord, “He is my refuge and my fortress, my God, in whom I trust.”
Surely he will save you from the fowler’s snare and from the deadly pestilence. He will cover you with his feathers. and under his wings you will find refuge; his faithfulness will be your shield and rampart. You will not fear the terror of night, nor the arrow that flies by day, nor the pestilence that stalks in the darkness, nor the plague that destroys at midday. A thousand may fall at your side, ten thousand at your right hand, but it will not come near you. You will only observe with your eyes and see the punishment of the wicked.
If you say, “The Lord is my refuge,” and you make the Most High your dwelling, no harm will overtake you, no disaster will come near your tent. For he will command his angels concerning you to guard you in all your ways; they will lift you up in their hands, so that you will not strike your foot against a stone. You will tread on the lion and the cobra; you will trample the great lion and the serpent.
“Because he loves me,” says the Lord, “I will rescue him; I will protect him, for he acknowledges my name. He will call on me, and I will answer him; I will be with him in trouble, I will deliver him and honor him. With long life I will satisfy him and show him my salvation.”
Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to your life? Since you cannot do this very little thing, why do you worry about the rest?
“Consider how the wild flowers grow. They do not labor or spin. Yet I tell you, not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these. If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today, and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, how much more will he clothe you—you of little faith! And do not set your heart on what you will eat or drink; do not worry about it. For the pagan world runs after all such things, and your Father knows that you need them. But seek his kingdom, and these things will be given to you as well.