My little voice of negativity is a roaring lioness these days. She wakes me somewhere around growling as I fight for sleep, snarling me awake with fears and doubts until I rise to begin the day already beaten and deep into worry.
Somewhere in the dark, I find my praise; mutter my faith in the One who casts light on my dark morning. But my whisper is no match for the strength of the beast when she’s determined to claim my joy and win over my dreams.
She breathes hot across my neck words of failure, disappointment… discouragement. I deflect her negative jabs and rub my eyes as I walk the cold tile floor to the coffee pot. She’s relentless in her pursuit, stalking, stirring up emotions and old memories, all the reasons to stop and retreat, to take cover and hide beneath the shelter of my insecurities.
My cup clangs to the counter and I give in to the hunt.
“I can’t do this!” I cry out. “This is too much for me – the task is too big…too great. Who in the world do I think I am, anyway? I just can’t…”
But the lioness is a coward and I am humbled as we’re both silenced there…in the very presence of Him.
And I hear, “You’re right – YOU alone can’t do it.”
So, it’s time to live out what I profess. It turns out the challenge is mine, as suddenly “The Courage to Fly” is a pretty steep mountain to conquer.
But if my God can tame the lioness and send her running, He surely has the power that equips and strengthens – the power that guides me forward and fills me with the joy of knowing Him.
I’m praising God today for opportunities that grow us. I’m thanking Him for moments such as these where our faith rises up larger than we are and sends our lioness running back to her dark cave. His strength in my weakness. More of Him – less of me. The Way, the Truth and the Life that fuels our courage to fly!
(1 Peter 5:8) NIV
The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy; I have come that they may have life, and have it to the full.
(John 10:10) NIV