Afraid

I was avoiding God. I knew I needed to talk to him, but I was sad and mad and hurting. So, I held back.

Finally, I could not keep Him at bay. As soon as I started to talk, the tears came.

It turns out….

I’m afraid to trust God.

I’m scared of what He has in store for me.

I’ve read the Bible.
There are hard things in there.

People who are falsely imprisoned.
People who are running from their enemies.
People who are sick.
People who are broken.
People whose lives are literally in danger.

There is always suffering before the salvation.

We can sit down with a Bible and read the beginning of the suffering and the salvation in a matter of minutes. The folks in there didn’t have that luxury.

They didn’t know what was going to happen to them.

They didn’t know what God was going to do, and if they did, they didn’t know when…or how.

That sat in the midst of the unknown…
and in the middle of their fear…
and they shed tear after tear…
sometimes for years.

They wrung their hands…
and begged God for a miracle…
They cried out to Him.

And eventually…

His salvation came.

By God’s grace, he gave us His Word, so…

when times are difficult,
and we don’t know what’s around the next corner,
and we don’t know how long our suffering will last,

We can read about this great cloud of witnesses.
And an even greater God
And we can trust.

Even when we’re afraid.