Fear Vs Faith

 

 

Fear says you can’t

Faith says you can

Fear says I’ll stop you

Faith says not God’s man

 

Fear says you’ll fail

Faith says you’ll not

Fear says I’ll prove it

Faith says that’s rot

 

Fear says the water is rough

Faith says Jesus is my bridge

Fear says you don’t have a hope

Faith says don’t take note

 

Fear says the climb’s too rough

Faith says be glad it’s not smooth

Fear says smooth is easier

Faith says rough provides a groove.

 

Fear says you are hopeless

Faith says there is hope

Fear says not a chance

Faith says you can cope

 

Fear says stop while you can

Faith says reach for it

Fear says see you are slipping

Faith says be strong; don’t quit

 

 

Fear says you have another crisis

Faith says you have Christ

Fear says that’s too much to pay

Faith says Jesus paid the price

Fear says look down

Faith says look up

Fear says you don’t have enough

Faith says Jesus fills your cup

 

Fear says you are a loser

Faith says no you are a winner

Fear says you are fooling yourself

Faith says no Christ is my master

 

Fear says I give up

Faith says that’s your best choice

Fear says I’ll be back again though

Faith says I know God’s voice

 

Fear says worse is coming

Faith says Jesus too

Fear says he won’t be in time

Faith says even fear knows that’s not true

 

O ye of little faith is still some faith

Exercise it as much as you can

Thank God for the measure He has given to you

And let your will be one with His plan.

 

Stewart Russell © October 2017

 

Keep Climbing My Child

 

 

I wondered, “Can I make this climb?

So many doubts in my mind,

Such a distance way behind

If I slipped, it’s the end of the line.”

 

“Press on,” I heard a voice say,

“There is no easier way.

Trust me each and every day,

I will never let you stray.”

 

Just then I heard another,

“Too steep a climb, don’t bother.

If you fall you’ll splatter

Then that’ll be another matter.”

 

“You’ll not find an easier climb.”

That stuck forcibly in my mind

But it didn’t make sense though

When I took another look below.

 

“Not as far to go as you’ve come,

It’s easier to go up another rung.

Check the distance down below

It’s quite a bit to climb back down.

 

 

Keep looking up; don’t look down,

See, here I’ve put another rung,

In me you’ll always be strong

Trust me and you won’t go wrong.”

 

While I was trying to decide

I heard a voice say, “Woe betide.

The higher you go the harder the fall

Stop right now and heed my call.”

 

There was urgency in this voice

Rushing me to make a choice,

“Better turn back now than later

When the damage would be greater.”

 

“My child,” the first voice coaxed.

There was no rush, just a calming note,

And in my windswept coat

I knew it was my blessed hope.

 

"Be of good cheer; it is I,

Be not afraid, on me you can rely,

I am with you on your climb,

I have been with you all the time.

 

Wherefore didst thou doubt?

Resist the devil and chase him out,

He wants to bring about your demise

But in me you’ll continue to rise.

 

 

Keep climbing child; don’t give in

Very soon you will reach the rim

Trust me for I am the I AM

I am the one who holds your hand.”

 

Stewart Russell © January 2018