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Fear Is Not The Boss

 
 
 
As a child and even a young adult storms scared me....
It was a eerie type of fear....
A fear that held me captive in my entire being.......
It was the unknown power the storm contained...
The destruction that lived within it's wall of fiery.
I couldn't see past the darkness of the clouds nor could I cling to the  knowledge that the sunshine resided right behind them.
As a child my hiding place from a storm was hiding deep within the covers of my bed.
As a young adult and married, I would bury my face in my husband's back, wrapping my arms around him tightly with eyes closed so hard one would think my eyeballs had vanished.

How many times do we allow the storms in life to consume us?
To paralyze us with fear?
To hold us hostage with in our own minds?
To keep us captive in the confounds of the unknown?
Life storms come in many forms.
From our finances, to mishaps with our children, to relationships destroyed or an illness that robs us of any normalcy in our lives.


The good news is we don't have to live in fear....
We don't have to allow life's storms to consume us...
We can walk through it with the boldness of a lion.

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

Regardless of the magnitude of the storm.....
No matter it's intensity in our lives.....
We can rise above them.
We have the power and authority through Christ Jesus to speak to our storms...
To speak life and not death....
To cast out fear and doubt.....
To choose to see the sunshine behind the clouds.

Our daddy God will and does provide all our needs....
He knows the storms that will hit us and already has our provisions in hand.
It is our trust in him that leads us past the darkness of the clouds and into the rays of sunlight....
His sunlight.

Philippians 4:19
19 But my God shall supply all your need according to his riches in glory by Christ Jesus.

I am no longer fearful of storms....
( no longer hidden under the covers)
I look pass the clouds....
Pass the darkness....
( I walk with the boldness of an overcomer)
I see the sunlight......
( I see my daddy God)
 Because fear is not the boss of me.
( Thank you Jaedyn and Charleigh)

There is always sunshine after the rain!!



xoxoxo


Stacey

 
 


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