Tag: #FaithOverFeelings

  • Living Above Fear

    Last night, I went to our C.E. service, and the theme was Living Above Fear – Finding Mental Security in God. I came home so thankful I had gone, because the thoughts shared were both practical and uplifting.

    We began with a poem called “Just Do the Next Thing.” It was a simple reminder, yet such a powerful one: when life feels heavy and overwhelming, we don’t need to think about everything that lies ahead. Just take the next step. Do the next thing in front of you. That’s enough.

    A song that followed emphasized that true security is vertical—not found in people, possessions, or circumstances, but in God alone. Then came a message about fear itself—what it is, how it operates, and how it can grip us. Afterward, different ones shared what has helped them in their own walk.

    I almost stood to share, but didn’t quite have the courage. Instead, I’ll share here.

    Years ago, I walked through deep valleys of depression and anxiety. I had even attempted suicide. During that time, we had ministers in our home, and their words still echo in my heart. One reminded me: “God has not given us the spirit of fear, but of power, and of love, and of a sound mind.” Another said something that has stayed with me: “We deal with what we feed the most.”

    Fear feeds on our thoughts. The more we turn it over in our minds, the larger it grows. But when we choose to focus on things that are true, lovely, and good—as Philippians 4:8 reminds us—fear begins to lose its strength. Sometimes the best way to push back against fear is to stop thinking of ourselves and do something kind for someone else.

    One brother gave a picture that struck me deeply. Driving east out of Riceville on Highway 9, there’s a set of curves. As you climb the hill heading northeast, it looks like the road is leading you straight into a massive wind tower. If you didn’t know the road, you’d brace yourself for impact. But at the top, the road bends, and you pass safely by, never even close to danger. Isn’t that often how God works? The thing we fear seems unavoidable, looming large in front of us—but just around the bend, God has already made a way.

    Another reminder shared was that most fears never turn out to be as bad as we imagine. The example was 9/11. The day before, no one feared flying. On the day of the attacks, none of us were on those planes. And the day after, when fear was at its highest, was probably the safest day of all to fly. Fear twists our perspective, while God calls us back to trust.

    Satan loves to keep us trapped in fear, because when we are afraid, it’s hard to see God clearly. But faith reminds us: God is bigger than fear, and He already sees the bend in the road ahead.

    So, my friends, let’s live above fear. Let’s feed our minds with truth and goodness. Let’s keep doing the next thing. And most of all, let’s keep our eyes lifted, finding our security in God.

    As you think about this, I’ll leave you with a question:
    What “wind tower” is standing in front of you right now—something that looks overwhelming but may simply be a bend in the road ahead?

    Thanks for spending a few moments with me here today, friends. Until next time—keep choosing faith over fear.

    With love,
    Sonya 🌸

  • . “The Symphony of What Matters”

    Today, I was listening to some songs that really spoke to me—stirred my heart in ways I didn’t expect. So many thoughts swirled around in my mind, and I just had to share a few.

    One of the songs was “It Matters to the Master.” Oh, it hit me all over again—whatever matters to me, matters to God. Whether it’s something small or something that feels like it’s breaking me in two, it matters. If you’re feeling lonely—it matters to Him. If you’re in pain again—He sees it. And if you’re just overwhelmed by the beauty of blooming flowers, a baby kitten playing at your feet, or a glorious sunset—it still matters. He cares deeply about the joyful and the hard things.

    Another song painted the most beautiful picture: that when we walk into heaven, Jesus’ eyes light up—just to see us. I’ve never thought of it quite like that. That He’d be genuinely glad to see me. That He’d feel the cross was worth it—just for me. And just for you.

    Then came a song that perfectly expressed a feeling I’ve had so many times: “Lord, I don’t even know what to pray.” You ever feel that way? I sure have. So often, I catch myself telling God how to fix things, as if I know better. But He sees it all—the past, the present, the future. He knows exactly what to do, and He doesn’t need my instructions—just my trust.

    Lately, it feels like bad news is everywhere. But I’ve still got a happy song in my heart—because I belong to Jesus. That peace that makes no sense? That joy I never thought I’d know? It’s real. Even when the bills pile up or the car breaks down or I’m running low on strength—He’s still there, still giving me a song to sing.

    I remember when we were young and newly married, living in Michigan. My husband worked in carpentry, and winters were hard. Sometimes we didn’t know where the money was coming from—for groceries, for the light bill… but somehow, God always made a way. More than once, an envelope showed up in the mail with just enough cash. We never found out who sent it—but I’ll never forget that kind of obedience and kindness.

    If you’re feeling weighed down today, I hope this reminds you—you’re not alone. God sees it all. It matters to Him. Keep singing your song, even if it’s through tears.

    You are loved.

    “Even the Smallest Song is Heard”