Years ago, before my son was born, I was introduced to a study on prayer by Glaphre'.
Her first assignment was, "Ask God to teach you that He loves you."
This study was very timely because I was anxious about this pregnancy. I knew that I was to have a C-section and I was terrified. As a young mother, our greatest fear is that something will happen to us and we fear who will take care of my children. I had a precious little 3 year old daughter that captured my heart, and I couldn't imagine her without a mommy.
So, for three months, I prayed, "Lord, teach me that you love me."
It was during this study that I learned the verse,
Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not more valuable than they? Matthew 6:26
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One translation says, And you are of more value than the birds.
A.W. Tozer said,
Whatever comes in your minds when you think about God is the most important thing about us.
For years I walked in fear...
Fear of what God may do to me.
Fear that I was going to hell.
Fear that Jesus would come back and I wouldn't be ready.
Fear of death, disease and sickness.
Fear that something would happen to those I love.
And this fear only intensified when my brother was killed creating a awesome dread of what God may do to me. My faith was shaken to the core.
I think the church is often guilty of teaching FEAR of God as an unhealthy view of what God will do to us instead of the REVERENT Fear of a HOLY God who loves us and desires fellowship with us.
It was only in this year that I have discovered the LOVE OF GOD. Imagine walking with a holy and awesome God for 40 years and somehow unable to comprehend the depth, the height, the width of HIS LOVE.
There is no fear in love for perfect love casteth out fear, for fear has to do with punishment.
1 John 4: 18
So I pray, that you will know the depth of the Father's Love. Remember you are more valuable than the birds.
|He has enough for us all!|
By Georgia Raiford
In Love With My Father,