“What will I do?” I sobbed to my husband Trent. Monthly, my vision worsened. Fear badgered me with future ‘What ifs.’
“What if something happens to you? What if I can’t see well enough to handle the finances?” What if?
Predictably and thankfully, Trent brought a measure of reason into my emotional mess. Yes, it would be difficult. But not impossible.
I had allowed fear to bind me to out-of-control emotions and blind me to reasonable solutions. Most importantly, I didn’t immediately counteract my fears with God’s truth.
With dry eyes and a clearer mind, I recalled a truth I had learned from Psalm 1:3, “And he shall be like a tree planted by the rivers of water. . .” (KJV). After meditating (pondering) on that verse, I felt assured that no matter what circumstances I may be in, it would be okay. God would be there. His Word would nourish me. He would have lovingly planted me in that very place.
Once again I was reminded that ‘What ifs’ crumble before God’s truth.