But what does that kind of faith in God mean? It doesn’t mean the kind of faith that declares God was going to heal him, the kind of faith where all I had to do was name it and claim it. It was the kind of faith that trusts Him to carry me through, whatever the outcome, knowing that no matter what happened none of it took Him by surprise. It was faith in His goodness even if it wasn’t obvious in the moment of my circumstances.
Maybe it’s easy to say since God has given me more time with Him. When the day comes that we must part from each other on this earth, I pray God will give the strength, grace, and endurance to finish the race with faith in God’s goodness not only intact but firmly believed with every fiber of my being.
Where there is faith, there is no room for fear.