Fear thou not; for I am with thee: be not dismayed; for I am thy God: I will strengthen thee; yea, I will help thee; yea, I will uphold thee with the right hand of my righteousness. Isaiah 41:10 (KJV)
Every inch of my body was afraid. I struggled to lift my legs after every solid jolt to the ground, but I kept running. My cry, silent. I’d lost too much air along the way to waste even on a small sigh. Every little breath I had left was needed. Fallen branches and sticks snagged the skin of my legs, but I kept moving. My heart pushed through my chest; at least I was still alive. I had already lost too much of me. I was cold and my strength yielding.
I felt him catching up; with every step I took, he leaped closer. As he reached for me, I woke up. Every night the same nightmare, and every night I seemed a little closer to dying in my own sleep. The nightmares seemed real. Even in my sleep, I knew I was asleep but couldn’t wake up. I was always restless, and would wake up with nose bleeds and migraines. Doctors told me to be mindful of what I ate or watched on television before bed. I took careful note but the evil still came at night.
I fell upon a scripture: Fear thou not for I am with thee. Be not dismayed; for I am thy God. I will strengthen thee; yea, I will help thee … Could these words of promise be the answer? That same night the dreams returned but this time I remembered the scripture. It came to me as clear as when I was awake. I fought to call His name until it spewed from me. “Jesus!”
It’s hard to find strength in a God we cannot physically touch or see. It’s harder yet, to release fear into the hands of this invisible being. But God is not invisible. He is not intangible. He is in everything we see, in every breath we take. The power to overcome fear lies in the simplicity of letting go and trusting. This God who breathed life into us, will strengthen us. He promised and God is a God of His word.
The nightmares have since stopped and that promise is glued to my heart. Remember, Jesus is in every situation that haunts us. He waits for us to call on His name with everything we have left inside of us.
Call on Him.
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Taylor Palmer is a student of Oral Roberts University. In her senior year, she is studying Convergence Journalism to become a news caster and future author. Eventually, she plans to travel back to her hometown in Temple Hills, Maryland to give back to her own community church and school by starting a journalism program to prepare their young future writers for this particular field of study. As Taylor always says, “Writing is a passion, not a job.” She knows that writing is a gift from God, and Taylor cherishes every word He gives.