The beauty of having a relationship with God is that He always runs to us and brings us back Home. The end of this includes a link to a Charles Stanley sermon.

God has been dealing with me on things. I will not be specific, but I’ve been “all in” with something for years. I never doubted a particular situation, for I never had a reason to. I even believed that during the summer, God would let me see a miracle. I never wavered.

That is, until a few weeks ago.

A few weeks ago, I started seeing a circumstance through the flesh. I no longer saw it turning around. It was a passing thought, but it still ran through my mind, and for the first time, I spoke it out loud.

That one thought was the beginning of an avalanche that would build up speed for three weeks (at least).

It took one little thought to doubt so many things, and I started taking matters into my own hands. I knew this was coming. It had to go to an end. It began with the one thought and then came coffee with a friend that inspired this post I will (not) show you my faith by my works…. Isn’t that how it usually goes? Satan just needs one spark.

The subject of that post is not that my friend created anxiety. The issues I thought were gone were stirred up, and I had to re-go through it all, not thinking of the root from before.

Continued from that post was When life is nothing like you planned and neither is Plan B…or C…

“If I doubted this one thing I believed to be from God, then everything else is a lie” thus, the coffee date was a lightbulb moment to start making my plans. I started forgetting where my provision comes from: God. I started worrying about my life instead of remembering He knows the number of hair on my head and I am more valuable than the sparrows. You see, my anxiety, which can only stem from a lack of faith, started creeping in.

Last week as I was praying, God put the image of Peter in the water. Peter wanted to walk on water with Jesus, and as soon as he realized he was a human being who could NOT walk on water, he started sinking. The second he took His eyes off of the only one who would not let him sink Peter was failing. His faith wavered. He had to pay for those consequences, which were, “I’m sinking… help me.” 

How many times have we cried that? How many times have we asked to walk with Jesus and cry out because we did not honestly believe He is Whom He says He is. Peter sank, but when he cried for help, Jesus IMMEDIATELY helped him. He did not mock him or wait. He immediately pulled him up. Jesus rebuked Peter’s lack of faith, but that did not make Jesus love him any less.

The second thought I had was the Israelites standing at the Red Sea with nowhere to go and Pharaoh and his army fast approaching.

Two things were going to happen: God would step in, or they all would die.

What percentage of the people do you think believed they were about to die?

Friday evening, I was so emotional and joked with Brent‘s mom that I would buy us a big king cake and bring it back so we could eat our feelings.

Instead, the next day when going to the grocery store, I bought myself a slice of berry cake. I told the cashier not to worry about putting it in the bag as I already had a fork (and planned on eating in the car).

I sent Brent’s mom a selfie. “Are you happy now?!”, she replied.

Sometimes cake is an answer. The story continues below.

The beauty of having a relationship with God is that He always runs to us and brings us back Home. The end of this includes a link to a Charles Stanley sermon.

God has been dealing with me on things. I will not be specific, but I’ve been “all in” with something for years. I never doubted a particular situation, for I never had a reason to. I even believed that during the summer, God would let me see a miracle. I never wavered.

That is, until a few weeks ago.

A few weeks ago, I started seeing a circumstance through the flesh. I no longer saw it turning around. It was a passing thought, but it still ran through my mind, and for the first time, I spoke it out loud.

That one thought was the beginning of an avalanche that would build up speed for three weeks (at least).

It took one little thought to doubt so many things, and I started taking matters into my own hands. I knew this was coming. It had to go to an end. It began with the one thought and then came coffee with a friend that inspired this post I will (not) show you my faith by my works…. Isn’t that how it usually goes? Satan just needs one spark.

The subject of that post is not that my friend created anxiety. The issues I thought were gone were stirred up, and I had to re-go through it all, not thinking of the root from before.

Continued from that post was When life is nothing like you planned and neither is Plan B…or C…

“If I doubted this one thing I believed to be from God, then everything else is a lie” thus, the coffee date was a lightbulb moment to start making my plans. I started forgetting where my provision comes from: God. I started worrying about my life instead of remembering He knows the number of hair on my head and I am more valuable than the sparrows. You see, my anxiety, which can only stem from a lack of faith, started creeping in.

Last week as I was praying, God put the image of Peter in the water. Peter wanted to walk on water with Jesus, and as soon as he realized he was a human being who could NOT walk on water, he started sinking. The second he took His eyes off of the only one who would not let him sink Peter was failing. His faith wavered. He had to pay for those consequences, which were, “I’m sinking… help me.” 

How many times have we cried that? How many times have we asked to walk with Jesus and cry out because we did not honestly believe He is Whom He says He is. Peter sank, but when he cried for help, Jesus IMMEDIATELY helped him. He did not mock him or wait. He immediately pulled him up. Jesus rebuked Peter’s lack of faith, but that did not make Jesus love him any less.

The second thought I had was the Israelites standing at the Red Sea with nowhere to go and Pharaoh and his army fast approaching.

Two things were going to happen: God would step in, or they all would die.

What percentage of the people do you think believed they were about to die?

Friday evening, I was so emotional and joked with Brent‘s mom that I would buy us a big king cake and bring it back so we could eat our feelings.

Instead, the next day when going to the grocery store, I bought myself a slice of berry cake. I told the cashier not to worry about putting it in the bag as I already had a fork (and planned on eating in the car).

I sent Brent’s mom a selfie. “Are you happy now?!”, she replied.

Sometimes cake is an answer. The story continues below.

I ate half and then put the rest in the refrigerator with “Aimee’s Medicine” written. No touchy.

This morning I went for a run. I was struggling so much I almost did not go to a good friend’s event. I listened to a business podcast and then looked at the Charles Stanley list. That one is not always updated or shows up for some reason, but this morning it did. I never saw it before, AND I ALWAYS CHECK for updates. This one was called “Experiencing a Faith Failure”.

Description taken from YouTube: “In this important message, Dr. Stanley shows us what a faith failure looks like. The Israelites paid a heavy price when they listened to the fearful report of their spies instead of believing God and following Joshua and Caleb into the land of Canaan. Learn five reasons why our trust in God wavers, and be encouraged to maintain your faith at every turn.”

The link is here: Youtube Link – Charles Stanley: Experiencing a Faith Failure

When I got home, I continued listening to the sermon while weeping at the table. My dad walked into the room, and all my thoughts over the last few weeks came out. You see, I was about to walk away from what God has set up. My future depended on it, and my second doubt caused a snowball effect of shaking up my entire being. This was the only thing I had, and my one second of doubt had me starting all over with “MY PLAN” in motion. I was taking steps, but God always wrecks our plans before they wreck us.

“CONFESS YOUR FAULTS ONE TO ANOTHER, AND PRAY ONE FOR ANOTHER, THAT YE MAY BE HEALED. THE EFFECTUAL FERVENT PRAYER OF A RIGHTEOUS MAN AVAILETH MUCH.” – JAMES 5:16

Extra:
If you read above and asked, “What is a King Cake?”
I’m from New Orleans and it’s basically a giant cinnamon roll filled and topped with extravagant amounts of sugar.

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