Because I’m not courageous, in fact, I feel rather like dear old Pooh Bear who always wonders, I wrote myself a note.
It’s hard to “be strong and of good courage,” isn’t it? I find it easiest to have courage when something is on fire or a kid is in danger. But in the daily humdrum, in the “what-should-I-write-about?”, in day-to-day marriage and parenting, it’s harder for me to be courageous. I spend a LOT of time wondering what to do.
“Can you trust Jesus Christ where your common sense cannot trust Him? On the mount it is easy to say ‘oh, yes, I believe God can do it;’ but you have to come down into the demon-possessed valley and meet with the facts that laugh ironically at the whole of your mount-of-transfiguration beliefs. Faith must be tested, because it can be turned into a personal possession only through conflict. Faith is unutterable trust in God, trust which never dreams that He will not stand by us.”Oswald Chambers
Learning alongside you,