If God is for us, who can be against us?… I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the future, no any powers, neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord.Romans 8:31, 37-39
Infectious fear - you shall not spread Death and life are in His stead Angels and demons hold no power He watches over every hour Infectious fear - were shall you go? Present and future are His to show No powers, no height - not even depth Nothing compares to His loves breadth Infectious fear - you shall not spread With great trust I look ahead Creation holds not one tiny thing That can pluck me from His wing
Have you ever thought how infectious fear can be? It spreads from one person to another more quickly and certainly than any of the fevers we know so well.
You can refuse the spirit of fear, which never comes to us from God. Instead, open your heat wide to the Spirit of “power and love and a calm and well-balanced mind, and discipline and self-control” (2 Timothy 1:7, Amplified). Because fear is so infectious, let us, for the sake of others and ourselves, refuse it.
Thank God – ! Courage is as “infectious” as discouragement. Haven’t you often felt the cheer and strength that seems to flow from a person whose mind is fixed and firm on God? I have.
And I have been thinking of another, a greater reason for refusing the spirit of fear. When we are downhearted or fearful or weak, we are saying to everybody, “After all, the Lord can’t be absolutely trusted.”
…We have a Savior who has never once failed us. He never will fail us. He has loved and led and guarded us all these years. Look to Him now, and pray from the barren bedrock of your heart, if that is the “ground” you are standing on – “Lord, give me courage!”
Amy Carmichael, Edges of His Ways, p.148
My sweet Dad, John Kennedy, was diagnosed with ALS on Tuesday, July 19, 2022. He is braving the most devastating diagnosis that I could imagine. In prayer, he refers to this trial as “my great hurt,” and I never want to forget this.
On Monday, February 6, 2023 (only seven months after my Dad’s diagnosis of ALS), the neurologist told us that my Dad could contact hospice – whenever he felt ready. I need the courage to trust – just like my Dad. He is the bravest man that I know.