No More Fear

Some very special and moving happened last Wednesday. At church we had a visiting missionary from Uganda. His name is Vincent Victours and he has visited us several times over the past 2-3 years. He is amazing and truly is sanctioned by God. You can't help but to be enamored of him when you hear him speak. Even though I have met the man many times, he never fails to touch me in some way.

I was at church Wednesday, by myself as David had to work late, and I had been down for several reasons. We are going through the service, having wonderful praise music, and I feel God's presence and love uplifting me. At the end of the service Brother Vincent was about to end in prayer when he looked at me and said 'Sister, come, let me pray with you'. Yep, I got called out by the African preacher man. So, I go up front to him, and he puts his hand on my shoulder and starts talking. And the words that flowed from him could only have come straight from God, because Brother Vincent couldn't have known otherwise. He began to tell me that I didn't need to be afraid anymore, that fear was surrounding me, and that I had no reason to be so afraid. And Lord was he right. I had been living in daily fear. Fear of what? Fear of sooooo many things. Fear that we would lose the house and become homeless. Fear that I wouldn't be able to find a job to help prevent that. Fear that at any moment attack from Satan would come from any direction. Fear that something was going to happen to my loved ones. Fear that I would never get pregnant and be a mommy. So much fear was in my body at one time.

Brother Vincent just kept talking and every word was true. He then reminded me that God loves me and if He is with me, why am I so afraid? (I obviously reek of fear.) Vincent told me to let it go, its only Satan and to not be afraid anymore. Simple right? Well, to someone who has been living in fear so long, its not an easy process. But at that moment, something changed. I can't describe the actual feeling or what was going through my mind in those minutes. But I can tell you that since then I've been making a conscious decision not to be afraid. Am I going to leap off a building and not be scared because I know God will not let me die? Heck no, I'm not stupid. But I am going through life trying not to sweat the small stuff and remembering that God is in charge, and how in the world can I doubt Him?