“With God, nothing shall be impossible.” In the last year, I’ve noticed that this is often repeated in church, prayer, and the scriptures.
I thought I understood what this meant. I say ‘Nothing is impossible’ in meetings and some of the material that I prepare for the prayer group I'm in, but when push comes to shove, I am scared. I am scared to believe in things. I am scared to take leaps of faith. I am scared to release ‘control.’
It is with an ease that I lose the confidence that it will all work out. I grow anxious. I worry. I become paralyzed. Essentially, it is with an ease that I lose faith.
In the last weeks, I’ve been paying attention to my faith. Having and holding on to faith is hard, but it has opened my eyes to how eager I am to doubt everything. The road is long, but I know that happiness lies in believing everything is possible for him. The alternative is exhausting and painful.
It’s not up to me to fix things; I just have to believe he can. Anything is possible for him. Everything will always be alright.