Trust

After the presidential election of 2024, I must admit that fear gripped me in a way that I had never felt it before.  The thought of sitting through another term of silly, disorganized and random tweets; undisciplined and ill guided yes men bowing down and kissing the feet of a wannabe worshipped tyrants' insults and berating's had me on edge.   

The fear I felt was not just for me and my family, but it was for everyone across this country who knew the dreaded consequences of the outcome of this election.  My spirit was shaken, hope in a chaos free government is inevitably lost and the landscape of this country will assuredly be changed forever.  My husband did everything he could to console me when it was evident that Kamala wasn't going to win, he held me in his arms to comfort me and bought me flowers the following day (so sweet), but I couldn't be consoled.  All I could think about was the vitriol, the hate, the racism, the haphazard governing, the name calling, etc., that we all are going to have to endure for four more years or longer. 

Thankfully my moto for disappointments has always been, "Girl, you have three days to mourn, cry or be angry, and then you fix your face, adjust your attitude and you cross that Jordan," so that's what I did:  after putting my emotions in check and coming back to my senses I remembered the Apostle Paul's words in a letter to young Timothy as he began his ministry:

2 Timothy 1:7

For God has not given us a spirit of fear, but of power and of love and of a sound mind.

After reading this scripture several times, I had to ask myself, do I really trust God in this situation?  My emotional reaction because of the election results would say otherwise.  Yes, the concerns of another trump administration are scary and real, but I believe in and trust God.  I may have lost my footing for a minute as Peter did when he took his eyes off Jesus; but I trust in the one and only God, who set kings in high places and takes them down.

I concluded that I needed to lay my concerns at the feet of Jesus and not only pray and fast but ask for wisdom to do what I can to resist the nonsense to come.  I believe that the power of heaven is on our side and that all things will work for good for those who love the Lord.

Psalm 91:7-8

A thousand may fall at your side, and ten thousand at your right hand; But it shall not come near you.  Only with your eyes shall you look and see the reward of the wicked.

 

God Bless

Melissa


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