Trust Triumphs
Over Fear
Luke
was playing on our bedroom floor, sitting in a cardboard box full of his toys
with a blanket over his head. As his mother left the room and I headed for the
door Luke asked, “Where are you going?”
‘Momma
went downstairs to get something to eat and I’m going downstairs to work,” I
replied.
“But
I’m scared,” Luke responded.
“Scared
of what?” I asked. “There’s nothing to be afraid of. Momma and I
are downstairs. No one is going to hurt you.”
“I’m scared to be up here by myself.”
“I’m scared to be up here by myself.”
Then
I, foolishly thinking I could be rational about a five year old’s fears asked,
“If you’re up here by yourself, then who are you afraid of?”
“I’m
scared,” he answered emphatically.
We
all three ended up downstairs.
Fear
can be crippling. No one likes to be afraid. I wish I were never
afraid. But sometimes, just like Luke, there are times when fear swallows
my soul and shrouds me in darkness.
As a
loving father, my desire was to comfort Luke’s fear with the assurance that he
could trust me and no harm would come to him. While he may have understood that
with his mind, his heart just couldn’t get on the same page. He was afraid and
unsure that he could trust me.
I’ve
been there. My heavenly Father, comes to me and says, “Adam, don’t be
afraid.” But I haven’t always and don’t always trust Him.
I
should. He knows my name. He knows how many hairs call my head
home. He knows my fears. He has demonstrated time and again that He
is in control and will take care of me. I simply need to trust Him
more.
As
David reflected on his Oscar-worthy performance before Achish the King of Gath
(1 Samuel 21:10-15), he recalled the fear he felt. He later wrote about
that experience in one of his psalms and said, “When I am afraid, I put my
trust in you. In God, whose word I praise, in God I trust; I shall not be
afraid. What can flesh do to me?” (Psalm 56:3-4).
Notice
in the first sentence that fear came first and then trust. That’s good,
but the second sentence is better because trust comes first and then fear never
appears.
Trust
triumphs over fear. The more I trust the God of my praise, the less I
fear. Truth be told, fear is finished when I live by faith in the son of
God who loved me and gave himself for me.
Adam
Davis
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