Before going under the knife to have a possibly malignant tumor removed while 14 weeks pregnant, I began to fear the surgery and so prayed, “Help me, God; Help me, God; Help me God.” But seemingly apart from my own will or consciousness, my prayer changed to, “God loves me so much; God loves me; God loves me so much.” Immediately I calmed down like I hadn’t with the first prayer.


Prayer is essential to a life in Christ. And some of our prayers cry out in urgency. But prayer is something that can be sanctified – made holy and good – along with our character and faith. Meditating upon a fear is far inferior to meditating on who our God is, what He has done for us, and what He promises to keep doing for us. God Himself has given us faith and a confidence that cannot be disputed through the substance of the historic Christ. Our confidence is that Jesus Christ lived, died and rose again. Our assurance is in writing – the very Word of God – and signed with the blood of Christ. May you rest in Him today.