Sisters talking today in Bible study…
and apparently I got a little passionate…
She looks at me… then says to the group…
There’s a story behind her passion… and maybe one day she’ll tell it to you…
And in the moment I thinking…
What passion…?
I didn’t recognize it… or think it odd…
and simultaneously wondering…
What story…? I have a story…?
Then it dawned on me…
Yes… I have a story…
ten years worth of story…
Jumping in a pit of fear and anxiety…
digging it deeper… year… after… year…
until I desperately wanted to get out…
and began to cry out to Him for help…
His help came in the form of revealing multiple levels of unbelief… layer upon layer…
I didn’t trust Him to be who He said He was… or who I was…
which made for a heart filled with fear…
And on the journey out of the pit He showed me He is the only One to trust… the only One bigger than any other thing you can imagine… the One who controls all things…
There is no need to fear… worry… panic…
when you trust Him… because He is BIG…
I feel the passion rising again as I recall my story…
and the freedom which comes from passionate trust in Him…
So now I’m thinking… every passion has a story…
What’s the story behind your passion for Him…?
