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Day 20 ~ Fear


Some fears are obvious. Fear can present itself through that queasy feeling I get when I'm peering over a cliff. Heights have a tendency to do that to me. Sky diving, bungee jumping and the like are not activities I care to pursue. 

I also have a fear of speaking in front of people, whether it be a crowd of five or fifty, I somehow get tongue twisted as I feel my ears turning a bright shade of red; my hands and voice begin to tremble ever so slightly. 

Other fears are not so obvious. They creep in, just like Satan did in the garden, whispering doubt. Doubt of self but mostly doubt of God's faithfulness, His power, His goodness. These fears have a tendency to steal joy and crush faith. 

Fear is a result of not fully relying on God for my every need. Fear is my lack of ability to give up my tightfisted need to control my own life so that I may place my life completely in His hands. My fear tells God (and others) that I don't trust Him. Yet I know well that He is a God in whom I can trust! 

Isaiah 31:10 says, "fear not, for I am with; be not dismayed for I am your God; I will strengthen you, I will help you, I will uphold you with my righteous right hand." 

And Psalm 56:11 says, "In God I have put my trust, I will not be afraid. What can man do to me?"

How it must break His heart that after all he's brought me through, after all he's proven to me, that I still allow fear to creep in. 

Father, forgive me for my fear, for I know that I can trust in you! Rid me of all doubt and fear that I may be available for your service.

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