My friend, may I ask you a question? Did you ever fear something so intently, so sincerely, that it literally became a reality despite the fact that you never actually experienced the actual pain or suffering connected with it? My friend, life’s a story, welcome to This Passing Day. I’m Mark Brunner.
Did you ever fear something so intently, so sincerely, that it literally became a reality despite the fact that you never actually experienced the actual pain or suffering connected with it? Let me give you an example. I was convinced that the game of golf wasn't for me. First, there was a lack of time. That seemed real enough. Then there was the lack of funds. That was very real. But, when all was said and done, the real thing that had kept me away from the game was the fear of tackling something I knew little or nothing about. This fear was real for I imagined myself making a total fool out of myself; that my first swing, resulting in a slice or a hook, would put my ball into the rough where a beginning player could really make a fool of himself. My fear was even more insidious since it was based on a little knowledge about my own shortcomings coupled with a real imagination. In most instances imagination can be overcome with conviction. However, a little baseless knowledge, can be like a cancer, growing rapidly, forcing the possible to become the probable. This is where opportunity can often become the servant of fear. Here's a thought from Robert Beringer: The southernmost tip of Africa is a point, which for centuries has experienced tremendous storms. For many years no one even knew what lay beyond that cape, for no ship attempting to round that point had ever returned to tell the tale. Among the ancients it was known as the 'Cape of Storms,' and for good reason. But then a Portuguese explorer in the sixteenth century, Vasco De Gama, successfully sailed around that very point and found beyond the wild raging storms, a great calm sea, and beyond that, the shores of India. The name of that cape was changed from the Cape of Storms to the Cape of Good Hope. (Robert Beringer, The Easter People, CSS, 1984, p. 14.) Until Jesus Christ rose from the dead, death had been the cape of storms on which all hopes of life beyond had been wrecked. No one knew what lay beyond that point until, on Easter morning those ancient visions of Isaiah became the victory of Jesus over our last great enemy. Jesus defeated Satan. Suddenly, like those ancient explorers, we can see beyond human death to the hope of heaven and eternal life with the Father. Our knowledge of sin can often make us slaves to our imagination. Worse yet, a little sin experienced and the conscience pricked, can turn a faithful heart into a fearful heart. Thank God that Christ did not fear to discover the might and power of sin. He took it one for us, made the passage around the Cape of sins storms, and took away the dread. He is arisen and our consciences may rest assured that there is no risk or fear for those who trust Him and believe in that He has done this thing. He has arisen, arisen indeed! "Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own" (Matt 6:34) We pray. Lord, sin is a very fearful matter for us. We look back at all the misfortune and hurt it has caused us and others in this life and fear going back. We look forward at the potential for more of the same, and we fear going forward. Sin is a fearful place, a foreign place filled with so much pain and suffering. It is impossible for us to navigate the waters of sin alone and come back unharmed. Yet Jesus did just that on Easter morning. He fearlessly navigated through the sin of this world and the threats of Satan and passed through to You, our Heavenly Father, creating a pathway for us to join Him on the calm seas of heaven some day. Thank God for Jesus; thank God for Easter. In Jesus name. Amen! May this passing day honor our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ and be a blessing to you and everyone you meet. Find a stranger and say hello. Don't let another day pass without your day blessing someone else. If you have a special prayer request, please send your request to "This Passing Day!" <email@example.com> From Beech Springs, God bless you for Jesus sake.