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  • Writer's pictureJill Jarrell Newsome

I Am A Wrestler

I always wrestle with God. I had a church friend who passed away suddenly during COVID. He had children my age and was in my small group. He was close with Mike and always encouraged me with my writing. When his family came to plan the funeral they asked if I would read the Scripture during his service. First thought, I did not want to because I do not like to be in the limelight. But how could I tell his family no? I kept telling God that I knew He would help me. I did it and I am still thankful. What an honor it was to be asked to do this.

I could have missed out on a very special moment all because of fear. 2 Timothy 1:7, "For the Spirit God gave us does not make us timid, but gives us power, love and self-discipline." He is our strength in our weakness. He provides the courage we need to be obedient. When we humble ourselves and cry out to Him, it is then that we recognize it is not our strength, but His. His Spirit gets us through those fearful moments.

Today I am struggling with another opportunity that I know I have to do. I know I will be so glad I did it. Deep down I do want to do it. God keeps pushing me out of my comfort zone and each time it gets easier because I am trusting Him more. There is more of Him and less of me and it goes better than anything I can imagine! Ephesians 3: 20, “Now to Him who is able to do exceedingly abundantly above all that we ask or think, according to the power that works in us…” Help me God with my unbelief. I want to be a truster not a wrestler! Isaiah 41: 10, “So do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you; I will uphold you with My righteous right hand.” God is always there for us! and I today!


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