I don’t usually sit around and worry about the future, but lately I’ve felt the fear of “what if” trying to creep into my life.
“What if my husband’s job just goes away?”
“What if we lost our home?”
“What if something happened to one of our kids?”
“What if we’re suddenly slapped with some huge, expensive medical crisis?”
I was feeling insecure, stewing over all this one day, and I summed it up to myself like this, “If just one of those things happened the rug would be completely pulled out from under us.”
I really worked myself into a tizzy. I was convinced that any of those scenarios would just be The End. Unsurvivable. Unrecoverable.
Then I heard a still, small voice say to me, “What are you so worried about? Don’t you know I’m the one holding the rug in place? If it gets pulled out from under you, I’ll catch you.”
That voice wasn’t one of my kids sneaking up on me after nap time. It was Jesus prodding me in that gentle way he so often does.
I’m reminded of the story in Matthew 14 of Jesus and Peter walking on the water. As long as Peter kept his eyes on Jesus he was fine. As soon as he got scared and looked down, Peter began to sink. Verse 14:31 says, “Immediately Jesus reached out his hand and caught him. ‘You of little faith,’ he said, ‘why did you doubt?’ ”
When fear, doubt or worry start to take over I just have to keep my eyes on Jesus. Even if I forget for a moment and look away, he’ll catch me. He’ll push me back from the edge, because his Father is in control. Mark 22 says this, ” ‘Have faith in God,’ Jesus answered. ‘Truly I tell you, if anyone says to this mountain, ‘Go, throw yourself into the sea,’ and does not doubt in their heart but believes that what they say will happen, it will be done for them.‘ ”
He’s right. What do I have to worry about?