Faith Is The Perfect Antidote

I remember when Josh and I were still in the early phases of marriage, so unsettled, but dreamers. We didn't long for a big home or fancy cars, but of growing old together. We dreamt of sitting on our front porch, carefree, sipping coffee and waving at the passing cars.

It seems so unfair how life changes, how dreams become a dreaded possibility. I'm not unaware of how blessed I am to still call my husband mine, and I cherish our precious daughter and the joy she brings our life, but the thought of growing old without one of my children by my side nearly stills my beating heart.

Perhaps this is why the Bible tells us to take no thought for tomorrow. The Lord already knew the anxieties we'd face, the worrying, the fear. Why is it that our instincts are so opposite God's word? How mustn't we worry about tomorrow when we are faced with uncertainty today?

Growing old now seems more a daunting task than a once looked forward to goal. Life has proven more painful than I could have ever imagined. It seems no choice is my own, no matter how hard I try to cultivate the "perfect" home, life happens as it wills; and yet, despite my doubts, I'm always brought back to the word "faith."

Faith is the epitome of a Christian's life, isn't it? To believe without seeing is perhaps easier said than done, and yet when I am completely lost in the depths of my sorrow and fear, it seems trusting God is the easiest of all. Faith was never meant to be unattainable...unreachable. In fact, I've found it to be the perfect antidote to all my worries of the morrow, yet I struggle with it the most; choosing faith over fear, trust over doubt.

I wallow in pain and fear until I'm so mentally exhausted I have no choice but to "just trust God." Why must we fight a battle we cannot win? What peace does it give? What joy does it bring? When I'm pinned down, and there's no escape, I remember, "trust."

I can't see a future without my Briggs, but I must have faith in the One who gave me life, gave me value, gave me purpose. Briggs life wasn't for not, and my life, perhaps, is actually just beginning.

“Thou drewest near in the day that I called upon thee: Thou saidst, Fear not.”

‭‭Lamentations‬ ‭3‬:‭57