Fear. Some may call it a feeling or emotion. I call it a living, breathing thing that is ruthless, uncaring, and feeds off of the souls of people.
Something happens that feeds the fear. Something is said, and the fear grows.
I feel like I'm standing on the edge of a cliff looking down into a deep gorge, so deep I can't see the bottom. I'm standing on the edge of the unknown, and I'm scared.
A part of my life I have known for 5 years is soon to change. Change is scary for it brings the unknown.
I feel naked, afraid that I will be stripped of even my most deepest passion; a passion so great, it leaves me longing to do it more.
I'm on the edge of the cliff, and the only thing that can securely catch me is faith-faith in the One that brought me to this cliff.
I'm on the edge of the cliff, and the only thing that is holding me back is fear-fear that the very One that can catch me, won't.
"What if I'm wrong, Lord?"
Faith versus fear-the battle rages.
So many thoughts swirl in my head as I'm still processing the realization of this fear, as I navigate this change so full of unknowns. I surely don't have it figured out yet.
But Jesus does!
'For I know
the plans that I have for you,' declares the LORD , 'plans for welfare and not for calamity to give you a future and a hope ." Jeremiah 29:11 (NASB)
FAITH is daring the soul to go beyond what the eyes can see-author unknown