But then, it hits me. I realize how much I will absolutely miss him while he’s away, and I start to fear.
In those moments I take back all of the things I’ve given to God and hold them in my hands once again.
For me, fear and worry go hand in hand.
If I’m fearful, I’m worrying about something. I have a very active imagination, so this is a bad road to go down. In fact, I think Satan knows just how dangerous fear is for me. He preys on my mind if I let Him.
So I try no to. As soon as I realize what’s happening, I vanquish that fear with truth. Truth of God’s love for me. Truth found in His scriptures. Truth about this beautiful life I live. Truth that God has always provided and always will.
If I have to plaster this following verse all over my house during this deployment I will. I truly want to dwell on these things:
“Finally brothers, whatever is true, whatever is honorable, whatever is just, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is commendable—if there is any moral excellence and if there is any praise—dwell on these things” (Philippians 4:8, HCSB).
What do you know to be true?