Fear no fear...

In past pregnancy posts I wrote about fear. It is funny how becoming a mommy really is a scary thing. I find myself worrying about Owen in different ways every single day. 

"He has more snot today, maybe he is getting sick."  

"Is he eating enough?"

"His skin is getting dry. Is he getting diaper rash?"

I am reminded that God did not give me a spirit of fear and I am called to be confident in my heavenly Father. When Mike and I moved into our condo back in July I took a friends advice. My friend Christy told me to surround myself in the word and to speak those words over my life. So, I made verse cards, laminated them, and posted them around our house. I did not realize just how helpful this advice would be. Now that I am a mommy I have less quiet time with God. Opening my cabinets reminds me of His promises over my life. 

 And the verses are not just for me. Yesterday I sat on the couch, closed my eyes, and prayed because I just had an anxious feeling suddenly fill me. Mike noticed and when I opened my eyes again he recited one of our kitchen cabinet verses. I then realized that he too had been reminded of Gods truths posted around our house. 

 I am thankful for Gods Word and His promise to prosper us. I remember to present my requests to Him and let go of my fears. Thank you Christy for such good advice.

For God did not give you a spirit of fear, but of power and of love and of a sound mind. 2 Timothy 1:7