The fever blisters on my hand (rather than my lips like most people) are the personification of the stress I placed on myself last month. Stress I didn’t really need to have because God had the situation under control.
I confess, now that I can see what God is doing, I can easily give my worries over to Him. I can put them in His basket. But just as soon as I handed that bundle of worries over to Him, I picked up a fresh set of worries about another situation in my life. That is not faith.
I did it yesterday. And I knew I was no better than those silly Israelites at whom I often shake my head when I read about their lack of trust in God.
Thankfully, I can be honest with my Father and tell Him these thoughts. I can tearfully confess and repent of this idolatrous sin and petetion for Him to take away my desire to control the situation.
I realized as I walked along the path in our neighborhood yesterday morning, it wasn’t that I didn’t know God would provide for us, I just feared a painful “growing season” in my life around the corner. God reminded me of the same fear I had fifteen years ago and how He worked that one out. He had something wonderful in store. If my plans would’ve succeeded, I wouldn’t have had my Drew.
So, today is a new day. My lack of faith yesterday is being restored by the only one whose Spirit can fill me up. I can’t change my initial fears and thoughts, but I can choose to give my fears to Him. I can ask Him to strenghten my faith. I can beg for Him to make trust my banner.
I’m placing those worries in His basket this morning. I hope this helps you do the same.
And without faith it is impossible to please God because anyone who comes to Him must trust that He exists and that He rewards those who earnestly seek Him (Hebrews 11:6).