Saturday, July 23, 2005

Towards Faith from Fears

Dear Jeanna cont...

I do not mean to appear preachy, if I have please allow my care and zeal to shine more brightly than any felt offense. I too have been learning about my fears and my sinful ways. I must own and confess my fears, sins, idols, etc. It's the brave who face those fears. It's the timid who flee, blaming others and running to worship idols in order to save themselves from their fears. Oh how we all have loved our idols more than our Lord God, nearly losing our lives in our wickedness! (Isaiah 2:5-11; 3:16-26; 4:1-6)

You are not alone in being afraid. You have your own unique fears and you hold to them; yet know that everyone else has their bag of fears too. No one argues that our repeated, sinful actions often stem from our childish, childhood decisions. Yet, even so our parents don't make us continue to sin as adults. We have need of salvation because of our sins! God is just (Ezekiel 18).

Again, I too am afraid, terribly afraid. I'm scared so much sometimes I feel waves of despair and I even embrace them. Pray for me and for others who admit their fear...just as you would have us pray for you! Mr. Miller would often have his students read this verse when we struggled. "God has not given us a spirit of timidity (or cowardice), but of power and love and discipline" (II Timothy 1:7, NASB). Let's help one another believe in Paul's inspired words to Timothy.

For Christ's glory and our sake!

Fallen

Heaven Bend to take my hand
And lead me through the fire
Be the long awaited answer
To a long and painful fight
Truth be told I tried my best
But somewhere long the way
I got caught up in all there was to offer
But the cost was so much more than I could bear

Though I've tried I've fallen
I have sunk so low
I messed up
Better I should know
So don't come round here and
Tell me I told you so

We all begin out with good intent
When love is raw and young
We believe that we can change ourselves
The past can be undone
But we carry on our back the burdens time always reveals
In the lonely light of morning
In the wound that would not heal
It's the bitter taste of losing everything
I've held so dear

Though I've tried I've fallen
I have sunk so low
I messed up
Better I should know
So don't come round here and
Tell me I told you so

Heaven bend to take my hand
I've nowhere left to turn
I'm lost to these I thought were friends
To everyone I know
Oh they turn their heads embarrassed
Pretend that they don't see
That it's one wrong step one slip before you know it
And there doesn't seem away to be redeemed

Though I've tried I've fallen
I have sunk so low
I messed up
Better I should know
So don't come round here and
Tell me I told you so
I messed up
Better I should know
So don't come round here and
Tell me I told you so

by Sarah McLachlan