Daniel trusted God surrounded by lions.
David trusted God while being mocked by a giant who could have crushed him.
Jonah trusted God in the darkness of the belly of a great fish.
Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego trusted God in the fire.
These men were experiencing real life danger. Real life and death events.
And here I am…
My stress is loud.
My anxiety is convincing me that…
I am surrounded and about to be torn apart like Daniel in the lion’s den.
I am being crushed under the weight of it like David facing Goliath.
I am in the dark and alone like Jonah.
The heat is rising and I will not make it through the fire, like Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego.
I am experiencing an invisible danger.
I am not alone in the darkness.
There are no lions in front of me.
No giant standing across the field.
No flames surrounding my body.
And yet, it feels just as real.
Those men were facing physical danger, but I have come to realize the battle I am fighting is not about what is around me.
It is about what is happening within me.
If I am honest, my struggle is not that God is absent, and it is not that He is silent.
My struggle is control.
I want to know how it will work out.
I want to see the future unfolded.
I want that peaceful feeling.
I want control.
Control feels like comfort… but it is a fake comfort.
This is where real faith steps in.
Faith is not an emotion. It is a decision.
It is choosing to trust when nothing feels certain.
It is choosing to believe when anxiety is loud.
It is choosing to surrender when every part of me wants to hold on tighter.
It is choosing Him over my need for control.
I have been waiting for clarity.
Waiting for peace.
Waiting for everything to make sense.
But maybe faith was never meant to wait.
Maybe faith is choosing to trust Him…
while surrounded,
when facing what feels impossible,
in the dark,
and in the fire.
Because the same God who showed up for them…
is the same God who will show up for me.
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