He is good, He is good. His love endures forever. Give thanks to the Lord, for He is good. (Insert music)
I have been dwelling on these thoughts lately. And when I do, I can't help but sing.
My eyes can't be fixed on my circumstances.
My eyes can't be fixed on the temporal.
My eyes can't be fixed on those around me.
My eyes can't be fixed on the jagged rocks that cause me to stumble, nor the cliffs that bring fear close by.
My eyes must be fixed on "the author and perfecter of my faith". I must be "press on to the upward call of Christ Jesus." Philippians 3:14)
Remember these posts a couple of years ago? Well, I'm musing over them and grabbing that book out again.
Fear can be so crippling, but when I gaze at my Savior and remember all He is doing and CAN do, I marvel that I can even fear.
I fall to my knees (which are hurting by now, for the falls seem so hard) and cry out for strength to trust. To be obedient. To bask in His grace and mercy.