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Anxiety

Has this ever happened to you? Everything is going well, there are no major problems, but you get this unsettling feeling that the other proverbial shoe is about to drop. I cannot pinpoint where it is coming from. And it is so weird because I truly am thankful for what the Lord is doing in my life...but somehow I can't shake this feeling. And I hear the Holy Spirit whispering, "Be anxious for nothing..."

And the stubbornness in me whispers back, "Easier said than done." Not the right attitude to have, but that doesn't make my statement any less true.

At the heart of the problem is an embarrassing lack of faith. I have been realising it more and more in recent weeks, as my family studies Hebrews chapter 11, sometimes known as Faith Hall of Fame. Those stalwarts of the Old Testament had a crazy, radical faith in God. To my ultimate shame, they did not have half, or any, of the references that we have, but they displayed a faith in God that I cannot seem to duplicate. 

I think of Abraham who obeyed God even unto the near-sacrificing of his only son Isaac. Verse 19 of that chapter tells us that Abraham reasoned that God was able to resurrect Isaac from the dead if needs be in order to fulfill the covenant promise that He (Abraham) would be the father of many nations. That verse knocked me over. Abraham had no frame of reference for the dead being brought back to life again. So what on earth would make him even think about a resurrection.

Faith.

I'm nowhere near-at-all even close to having faith like that. It's inconvenient. It's much easier to sit and fret and worry and be anxious about things that ironically, I have absolutely no control over.

But I keep praying and reading the Word and asking God to increase my faith.

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