At first, I had a hard time trusting God. Along with having panic disorder, I come from a long line of Christian worriers so my first instinct was to worry and fret instead of truly trusting and waiting upon God. I couldn’t let Him be God in my life. I didn’t understand “let go and let God,” nor the beauty of submitting to His will and learning to be content all the time.
As time went on, and as I met more and more Christians who were taking God at His Word no matter what, I trusted Him some of the time but still worried too much. By and by, I’ve grown to live trusting Him most of the time and that worry is futile and useless. Worrying and fretting is such a waste of time when I realize that I could be praising Him, letting Him be God, and being thankful for everything I do have, instead.
God loves us so much and truly wants us to trust in Him all the time. This is entering His rest. Believing His Word, knowing that He’s really able to work all things together for my good – I’m so thankful He’s changed my heart and shown me His strong, all-powerful love, grace and mercy.
I heard a great teaching by Rabbi Jonathan Cahn this weekend. It was a Father’s Day message. In it, he talked about our “Abba,” our Daddy. He replaced Father with Daddy in a number of scriptures and it was so comforting, personal and loving. Here’s an example using Psalm 23.
My Daddy is my shepherd; I shall not want.
My Daddy makes me to lie down in green pastures: Daddy leads me beside still waters.
Daddy restores my soul: My Daddy leads me in the paths of righteousness for his name’s sake.
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: because my Daddy’s with me; His rod and His staff comfort me.
My Daddy prepares a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: Daddy anoints my head with oil; my cup runs over.
Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life: and I will dwell in Daddy’s house for ever.
God bless each of you as we begin another week in Jesus.
Mark