Not sure how you
handle fear or stress, but I eat! My number one “go to” comfort food is potato
chips! Mmmmm... salty, crunchy... *stop drooling, Ann*. In the absence of
potato chips, however, I will accept almost anything else. When that piece of
mail came I did not have potato chips handy, but I did have the next best
thing...! Sweetarts! So, as I was on the phone... on hold, in queue...
waiting... and waiting... listening to some canned midi music... I ripped into
a package of Sweetarts! I crunched up those yummy, sour disks like they were
going to save my life!! After an hour and a half of waiting and then talking
with the nice IRS gentleman (who was able to get to the bottom of the problem and
come up with a temporary solution)... I had almost finished two “magic wands of
tart goodness”!! Of course I regretted devouring that much candy!
I hung up the phone
and sat in a puddle of worry about finances; stress about what to do next; and
guilt about eating all those Sweetarts. Worry! Stress! Guilt! Each of those
emotions are deeply rooted in fear!! It took me hours... no days... to realize
I had let fear in and it was crippling. Fear was covering up, actually
STEALing, the wonderful things... joy, hope, peace... that are meant to be
mine... meant to be ours in Christ.
A few years back I
watched a video devotional by Mike Donehey (Tenth Avenue North) called Fear is Just a Lie. It started to change the
way I looked at things that came into my life. I truly believe that fear
happens when I believe a lie. When I dissect my fears, they ALL come from a
misguided belief that Jesus may not really have my back. Do I believe Jesus’
promises or not? Is there ANYTHING that can happen that could possibly be so
terrible that it would destroy me?! Of course not! That’s what Romans 8:38-39 is all about!!
I wish my memory
worked perfectly and I could always keep in mind the things Jesus has taught me
- at the moment I need to remember them! But there I was... sitting in that
emotional puddle (the day before Thanksgiving, ironically)... believing lies
straight from the enemy! I slowly began to emerge from the puddle (with the
help of sweet friends), but even days later I could feel the drips of worry,
stress and guilt still clinging to me. That’s when I found the last bits of the
second package of Sweetarts. I could almost HEAR God say (with a little chuckle
in His voice)... whose comfort do you really want? Mine or Sweetarts? I snapped
that picture of the wrapper and chuckled a bit myself. Shortly after that, No Thief Life Fear by Jason Gray played in my
mix on Spotify. What a perfect way to remind me of truth and emphasize Jesus’
promises of freedom
and peace.




