I believe God created the Heavens and Earth.
I believe that He saved Noah in the flood.
I believe that He brought the Israelites out of Egypt by parting the Red Sea.
I believe Jesus was born of a virgin, lived as a man, died on the cross and rose again.
All these things I believe. However, I am more like the father in the book of Mark chapter 9 than I care to always admit.
24 And straightway the father of the child cried out,
and said with tears, Lord, I believe; help thou mine unbelief.
I find it easy to believe that God provided for all the biblical characters but when it comes to my own life I am afraid.
Afraid that He doesn't see my need.
Afraid that He won't hear my prayers.
Afraid that He is to busy caring for others, more important.
Just plain afraid.
I look back at my journal.
At all the times He has provided.
All the needs He has meet.
All the love He has shown
I mean if He did nothing else beyond cross and resurrection isn't that more than enough proof of His love.
So I push the fear aside and make the decision that I will chose to trust Him.
PS. This is my first time to join up with Five Minute Friday but when I saw the prompt of Afraid I knew I had to link-up. .