In spite of what I know is truth in the Word of God, He did not give me a spirit of fear... I still battle this with my lil guy. I always have to talk myself down repeating that scripture over and over.
While I am in fear, I am so out of control. Where is the fruit of the spirit that lives in me? Where is my witness to my unsaved husband? Where does my faith go in those crazed moments of intense fear?
While I know the scriptures to be true, I want to live them out loud! I need to count it all joy, not think it strange, and trust Him that all things work together for good, repent, and rejoice in all things.
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