Living Without Fear

In one way or another, I've always been a fearful person.  There are times it leads me to feel that I am betraying my God, betraying my faith.  Ironically, it causes more fear that I am letting my Father down, that I am telling Him that His promises are not enough for me.

I wish I had the answer to that one, I do.  All I know is that there are times when fervent prayer is called for more than other times.  This is one of those times.

The enemy of my soul has been coming like a thief in the night, trying to steal my joy.  He has been whispering nonsense and lies in my ear, and visiting in my dreams.  I have truly felt under attack.  He knows, and he takes advantage, turning my brain into his playground. He has been dancing with my fears, feeding the fire they are built on.  It has been so bad that I am waking up in the night, and saying out loud, "I rebuke you! Get out!  I will not give you this power!  You cannot have this!" This certainly makes for some interesting looks from Lilly and Shawn at 3 am...

But really--NO.  I will NOT give the enemy this power over my joy.  He canNOT have this.  This joy is God given, it is a gift, it is a blessing.  God speaks the truth here, and ONLY God.  I will not live in fear, and I will not allow my joy to be stolen from me.  My Father has declared this joy His, and that is all I need to know.  That is good enough for me.

We have a good life, an excellent life.  Our home and our family are full of blessings.  This is God's home, not the enemy's playground.


"Do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God.  I will strengthen you and help you; I will uphold you with my righteous right hand."  Isaiah 41:10