“So let us seize and hold fast and retain without wavering the hope we cherish and confess and acknowledge, for He who promised is reliable and faithful to His word.” (Hebrews 10:23 AMP)
“…for I know Him whom I have believed and I am persuaded that He is able to guard and keep that which has been entrusted to me and which I have committed to Him until that day.” (II Timothy 1:12 AMP)
When my daughter exhorts her little girls to focus, she uses her hands like the ground crew uses wands to lead a plane to the dock. “Focus,” she tells them moving her hands from the side of her face to theirs. “Focus.”
It’s been a difficult few months. I write a devotional about angst, yet I’ve been so filled with anxiety I couldn’t write about it. It’s a family matter. There’s a rift. One that I alone can’t fix. I tried and only made the situation worse. I know in my heart it’s going to take God’s intervention to close the chasm, heal the wound, and bring restoration. But, I can’t seem to let it go and admit, “Katherine can’t fix this. “
Intellectually, I know what’s required. Pray, let go, and trust God to do what He said He would do. Instead, I pick at the open wound. I pray. I journal. I discuss with friends. I give the situation to God and then, almost immediately, I start picking again. If I owned a string of worry beads, I’d be clicking them to distraction.
To be honest, I need God, the Living God, to help me. And He did. He reminded me of an event that occurred when I first knew Him.
Before our second child was born, we learned that our insurance wasn’t enforce and we’d need what for us was a substantial amount of money to give to the hospital before giving birth. I sought God with all my heart. He showed me a picture of myself following behind Him holding on to the train of his robe. I heard in my heart, “Hold on tight.” It wasn’t weird. There were no bright lights or trumpets blaring. Just a quick flash of a picture.
By the time I gave birth, I was clinging to the robe with all my might. In doing so, I was forced to keep my eyes right where they needed to be – focused on Jesus.
God provided the money through a group of prayer warriors. These special women taught me so much about God, prayer, the Bible, and giving that I am forever grateful to them.
I’m thankful for the reminder and am determined to hold on to Him just like I did as a young mother. He who promised is faithful.
I pray that whatever your situation is God will show Himself faithful and fulfill His word in your life. May He fill you with his presence and meet every need according to His riches in glory. In Jesus name. Amen.