Fear and Faith

While Robin and I were at Myrtle Beach we spent some time on the beach and in the ocean. It was great fun and we truly enjoyed our time with our children. Before I tell you about Robin going in the water, I have to tell you her great fear of it. It started when she was young and she was thrown into the water with all her clothes on. She doesn’t swim and her fear acts like a lead weight. I believe that when you’re in the water and are comfortable, you can float like a piece of Styrofoam, but if you are nervous and afraid, you’ll sink like a bowling ball. I don’t know why and I don’t have any scientific proof, it is just something that I’ve observed. Well, any way Robin wanted to go into the water and feel the waves. She had been watching me play in the water and how much I was enjoying myself. So, arm in arm we ventured out knee-deep into the Atlantic Ocean. I held on to her while the waves crashed around her. The water splashed up over her head at times and she would giggle and squeal and giggle some more. I could tell it was great fun for her even though I knew that she was still very afraid. I didn’t fool around and try and scare her. I held on to her continuously with a firm embrace. She knew that she was going to be safe as long as I was there. She could face her fear and actually enjoy the experience more because she did fear. It was probably more exhilarating for her than it was for me because I am not afraid of the water. Don’t get me wrong, I thoroughly enjoy swimming in the ocean, but Robin experienced more than just the enjoyment of it.
You know the Bible says that God has not given us a spirit of fear but of love, power, and a sound mind. There isn’t anything wrong with fear unless we let that fear stop us from experiencing what God has for us. When fear stops us from trusting God then that fear stops us from putting our faith in the love that God has for us. If anyone knows that God truly loves them, then that faith (in the perfect love that God has for them) should cast out all fear that would stop us from trusting in God. When I left my job at Clow to go full-time in the ministry, there was fear. I could have allowed that fear to stop me from doing what God wanted me to do. But I didn’t, and I left the security of that income to enter into… well, I really can’t tell you where God was leading me, I didn’t know. Was there fear? Yes. And that fear brought more exhilaration to my experience. I believe, that the fear actually threw me into God’s embrace more often than what I would have if I would have continued to trust in that Clow paycheck. I felt God’s embrace and I wasn’t afraid. Whatever we are called to do or go through, and there is fear involved, then my suggestion would be that we run to our Father’s arms and feel His embrace. We shall then stand stronger and in greater faith. The walk of faith is more exhilarating when we conquer our fears!
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