Wednesday, February 17, 2016

My dearest God,

When fear invades, faith is never far behind!  On a perfectly beautiful day in the mountains of Pennsylvania, sunset's pink rays shine through the clouds when out of nowhere a snow squall appears sucking in cars and semis alike.  The raging storm blows snow directly at the windshield, wind hits my car from the left nearly pushing it off the road and white is everywhere.  Fear rises up my spine sending my blood pressure sky high and my pulse off the chart.  I hear my own voice crying out to you, "Lord, Lord, help me, please help me!"  Did I call to you first or did you call out to me?

As I lead the pack of several cars, I keep putting my trust in you.  I can't see anyone or anything but you.  You keep me going straight except when apparently I veer too far to the right and my tires hit the strip designed to keep vehicles on the road.  I just keep driving forward until I see a snow-covered sign that alerts me to my exit.  I slide to a stop and then slippery slide until I get to the top of the hill where the motel waits.  When I finally get to my room and drop on the bed, I realize how close faith is when fear threatens to paralyze.  I breathe in your mercy and breathe out my praise!

Holy God,
fear is
always close,
ready to
do us in,
but you
are ever closer
whispering faith
to us.
Thank you,
Merciful God,
for faith
that is ready
to battle
any fear
that comes.
Thank you
for all
your many blessings.

Love, Andrea