Conquering Fear of the Unknown

I could use some more sunshine and warmth 
right about now...but I guess I'll just have to satisfy
myself with pictures for now
I have an imagination that leads me down the path of worry more often than I care to admit. This week, as I prepare for surgery--which is on Friday, yikes!--there are a lot of unknowns. I do not have an official diagnosis yet, that is partly what the surgery is for. I have realized, more than ever, that I do not do good with unknowns. I'm the kind of person that overthinks any new experience, making it far more of an ordeal than it needs to be.

This week, I have been reminding myself that there is no point in worrying about a diagnosis that I have not even received yet. My mother's friend said something that really stuck with me: think of what you are afraid of and ask if Jesus will be there. The response: 'of course'.

So then why am I afraid?

Whether I come out with a clean bill of health, or find out that this problem will persist--and there is a chance that it will--I cannot worry about it. I'll "trust in the Lord with all my heart, and lean not on my own understanding." (Proverbs 3:5). That verse has carried me through some very difficult times in the past few months. It is a reminder that the Lord will give me the strength to continue no matter what the outcome.

Now more than ever, I am thankful for a God who gives peace, who is trustworthy, who is a place of refuge in times of need.

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