But then there are those times when we doubt. When we aren’t sure God thinks it’s important.
Or that He even notices us struggling in the valley, trying to get to the base
of the mountain to climb it. Or that we
want our impossible thing for the “right” reason.
Every year, I have to evaluate my faith during our Christmas
pack for Lovepacs. It’s usually a few
weeks out when I start to feel the panic taking over. When I start to give in to those whispers
that say, “Yes, I know He CAN, but WILL He provide?” It comes after an “easy” season of
Thanksgiving when the donations pour in. And after we step out in faith to
commit to more schools.
I’m in that place right now.
That place where fear keeps me up at night, wakes me in the morning and
invades my thoughts throughout the day.
Have you ever felt that feeling? Yours
is probably not about Lovepacs. It may
be about your kids or your marriage or your job.
What I have found is that Satan loves fear. He likes for us to live in it. And he often throws it at us—just like he did
Elijah—after a mountaintop experience.
And, even though I try to pray, these thoughts commandeer my prayers and
I find myself more stressed afterward than before. And I imagine him doing his stupid little
happy dance.
So, for me, I am claiming Scripture today. Over and over, I will repeat it in my head,
out loud, as I’m driving, as I’m showering, as I’m typing.
“And
my God will meet all your needs according to the riches of his glory in Christ
Jesus.”
(Philippians
4:19 NIV)
