The Aftermath of Fear

As an update to my last post, I've now had the spot on my back completely removed, with some stitches to put me back together. The doctor explained that based on the kind of skin whatever it was, I don't really have anything to worry about as far as receiving another pathology report that doesn't come back with clean margins.

So, now that my back looks like it is an illustration for Frankenstein, I'm on the other side of fear. I can now look back and say, "It wasn't that bad," even though in the moment, I was a bit of a basket case at times. If only I could have known then what I know now. Don't you wish you could see everything that you fear or that bothers you a couple of months later? I wonder how often God simply asks me to be patient and wait for Him to prove Himself faithful. 

Recently, I was writing a script to train teachers to teach Mark 4:35-41. WRITING A SCRIPT. Teaching others to teach something that is difficult for me to grasp! The disciples and Jesus were in a boat when a great storm came upon the boat. Now, this wasn't a fancy cruise ship out on the Sea of Galilee. This was a boat that could be overtaken by the waves of a storm. The disciples were so afraid, but Jesus wasn't just calm. He was asleep! 

"Teacher, don't you care if we drown?" the disciples asked. Jesus got up, calmed the storm, asked the disciples, "Why are you so afraid? Do you still have no faith?" It wasn't that the situation wasn't scary. I'm sure that it was, but Jesus wanted them to place their trust in Him, knowing that He was more powerful than any storm. Jesus is so powerful that He forgives sin. He heals the sick. He raises the dead. He feeds 5000 with a little boy's lunch. Jesus is not lacking in the power to do anything.

I love this quote: Courage is not the absence of fear, but rather the judgement that something else is more important than fear.” ― Ambrose Redmoon

I want to be better at remembering that Jesus is more important than my fear and He has much more power than it takes to provide for my health, and through the suffering that He experienced, paid for my sin, which was a much bigger issue than a skin disease ever could be!