Breaking the Fear Barrier
I'm amazed at Mary's courage. She took so many risks when she agreed to be the vessel to birth Jesus and raise Him. The faith of such a young girl astonishes me. When the angel Gabriel foretold the birth of her son Jesus, Mary responded in faith "I am the Lord's servant, may it be to me as you have said." Her bold demeanor stunned her pregnant cousin Elizabeth, who exclaimed in a loud voice: Blessed are you among women, and blessed is the child you will bear! Blessed is she who has believed that what the Lord has said to her will be accomplished!" (Luke 1:3A similar dialogue occurred in my own kitchen not too long ago as I was preparing to entertain my guests with a favorite meal. My cousin thought that I was courageous to take on house guests and cooking for everybody, confessing that such a task would make her so nervous that she would end up in bed with a three-day headache. She has a lovely home and is a good cook, but she’s too much of a perfectionist. I quickly admitted that although I enjoy impersonating Martha Stewart in my kitchen, I have my areas where my blood pressure rises in fear, too. Put me in heavy traffic in a big city with unfamiliar streets and landmarks and I’m a nervous wreck. You can keep that kind of adventure!
My cousin and I need to be a little more like Mary and Elizabeth. Mary knew the secret, I think. She did not depend on her strength. She submitted to God. It takes no faith to do things that we know how to do. But what kind of faith rises up in us when we have to depend on the Lord to do His will in the midst of our inadequacies? Is it lean faith, no faith or do we say: “Here I am, Lord. May it be done to me according to Your will.” There are no excuses. Am I afraid? I need to do it anyway. I need to do it, even if I do it afraid.
This post connects to On Your Heart Tuesday at A Pause on the Path.