The words I had spoken in testimony on dozens of platforms
around the United States echoed in my mind: "It isn't the travel and
adventures that fill my heart with joy; it is Jesus alone!" How often had I said those words with sincere emotion flooded my face,
yet now I struggled to live them out. It is easy to shout faith-filled
claims on the mountaintop when a sacrifice was the furthest thing from
my mind, but now all I could see was the sacrifice of change we were forced to make. Why do we let our circumstances choose
the approach we take? Why do we let the uncertainties of life
determine whether we live in faltering fear or freeing faith? Fear is
belittling. Fear is haunting. We fail to remember that fear
contradicts everything we know to be true. It then dawned on me,
"faith is a choice!" Knowing that the enemy thrives in disillusion and
confusion, I began to combat every lie with truth. Every Scripture and
promise of God that I hurled into the atmosphere of our home brought
down each stronghold that fear had established. The dark cloud lifted
in my mind as I intentionally chose faith over all.
