At the beginning...

At the beginning of every act of faith, there is often a seed of fear...

This was at the bottom of a card that a friend made me...this is what the card said.

Fear or Faith

About midnight Pail and Silas were praying and singing to God as the other prisoners listened Acts 16:25

Great acts of faith are seldom born out of calm calculation. It wasn't logic that caused Moses to raise his staff on the bank of the Red Sea.

It wasn't medical research that convinced Naaman to dip seven times in the river.

It wasn't common sense that caised Paul to abandon the Law and embrace grace.

And it wasn't a confident committee that prayed in a small room in Jerusalem for Peter's release from prison. It was a fearful, desperate, band of backed-into-a-corner believers. It was a church with no options. A congregation of have-nots pleading for help.

And never were they stronger.

AT THE BEGINNING OF EVERY ACT OF FAITH, THERE IS OFTEN A SEED OF FEAR.

Many times in life we go through situations where we are fearful knowing that being fearful is a sin. Fear and worry is not of the Lord. So why are we fearful..is it okay and how do I get to the point of being fearless. Honestly I don't know if we ever will get to that point of being fearless...until we meet with our heavenly father. We often run into fear when we do a great act such as give money to the church knowing that money is not in your account...we are fearful that the check will bounce or that we will not be taken care of. Or what about those moments when we step out and become a mother or a father. This is a huge responsibility and thank you Jesus for that responsibility. But when we take on that role there is often that fear of not being good enough to raise a child..or the fear of not having enough money to provide. This is normal and common and above all we must remember to fear God more then any of these. He is all powerful and I praise him for his grace and blessings. I praise that in those moments of fear and desperation that he understands. Nothing that we go through in life will EVER compare to what he went through for our life. Thank you Jesus for filling me with the blood of the lamb. Thank you for making me white as snow and thank you for understanding me even when I am confusing (which is often).