I question what motivated it.
I question the fear behind it.
My brain is still foggy.
Have you ever felt fear?
I review the dreams events in my mind.
Thankfully it was never real; although, it felt real.
Too upset by it, I can't fall peacefully back to sleep.
It's odd for me to have a bad dream.
I still quake.
My mind rattles.
My imagination still mulling it over...
Forcing myself, I get up, though it's still dark.
I fumble around to grab the "God's Promises for Your Every Need," book.
Soon it will be light outside but I flick on the light, opening the book up to the section on Experiencing Fear.
I read... scripture after scripture.
I don't feel a change. Probably because I'm still struggling to focus.
My mind still wrestles with reality.
I read...
Fear not, for I am with you; be not dismayed; for I am your God. I will strengthen you; yes, I will help you; I will uphold you with My righteous right hand. Isiah 41:10
I pray...
"Thank You, God, that I don't have to fear. I love that You are with me! That's why I don't need to be dismayed by this dream or the fear it insighted or anything. Thank You that You ARE God, that You strengthen me and will always help me. Thank You for not just the thought but that You actually will uphold me with the right hand of Your righteousness. That's a powerful right hand!"
The sun just rose. Its powerful and warm rays now pour in the window and over my right shoulder.
I turn off my artificial light's switch.
I refuse to do it alone; I need Him. I need His truth to sink in deeply.
For as I restated, and prayed His words, my chest began to relax.
My mind eased; my soul warmed.
My tension fled with fear at the power of His word.
I've abided in His peace long enough to know being fearful is not what true living is like.
Yet, I've felt fear's evil grip before.
It has insighted trembling, panic and blocked rational thought.
Fear can even whip up imaginations to wreak further havoc.
But not today!
My God is powerful and has overcome, so that I might be an overcomer through His word.
I love how His written word is made up of letters on a page;
Except His letters which create meaning go forth with purpose and stride, that inhabit power and encompasses strength, like an unstoppable army marching forward.
An army that runs off the fear and tramples over the imagination; Yet, it lifts me up, brushes me off and empowers me.
I've never seen anything as alive.
I've never felt anything as real.
I've never been more quickly moved, as by it.
In fact, the very nature of His word, leaves me impacted, changed and feeling more alive than anything else.
I restful now, pondering a God that could make words alive and who could rescue me from fears clutches that threatened me this morning.
I soak up the Son's rays, His warmth, and His richness with a thankful heart because he is a powerful God.
I love knowing that He battles for me and covers me, so my day may start...
In the warmth of His peace!
