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It seems like I am constantly worrying about the “what ifs” in life. What if Bobby hasn’t found a new job before we’ve used up the severance pay? What if something happens to Bobby—how would I ever take care of the baby by myself? What if our apartment burns down? Most of the time, the things I think of to worry about are so irrational it’s absolutely ridiculous. But I get my stomach in knots about them. I give myself tension headaches. I wake up in the middle of the night and can’t get back to sleep.

I dread situations where I have to talk to people I don’t know very well in large groups, like meet and greet time in church or gatherings with Bobby’s flight class and their significant others(when he was still in flight training). I start worrying about the get-together days before it actually happens. I worry so much that by the time the day rolls around, I am begging Bobby to let me stay home. Writing this now, I know how silly it sounds, but in the moment it is very serious to me.

Sometimes I feel like I spend most of my life being afraid. Afraid of what people will think. Afraid of what people will do. Afraid of what will happen “if.” Afraid that I might have a very real anxiety problem. And I know I can’t live my life this way. That’s where my favorite verse comes in.

The Lord is my light and my salvation; whom shall I fear? The Lord is the stronghold of my life; of whom shall I be afraid?
Psalm 27:1

When I read this verse, or even just recite it in my head, I feel a great burden lift from my shoulders. I am reminded that the Lord I serve is all-powerful and that, as one of His children, my life is surrounded with His might and strength, and with His unfailing love. I forget which version this particular wording belongs to, but I like it because it says the Lord is a “stronghold.” I picture a great, thick stone fortress on top of a hill, its walls high and impossible for the enemy to penetrate. Around the fortress a black storm rages, and an enemy army threatens, but I am safe inside the fortress. And this fortress is impregnable, because this Fortress is my God. So, whom shall I fear?

It is easier said than done, of course. Worries encroach upon me daily. But I cling to this verse and it summons my courage. And somehow I make it through all of my fears. I step forward with a boldness that does not come from my flawed human self, but from One far greater. I am not fearless, but I know Someone who is, and He is my stronghold!


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