I choose to believe.
When the weather forecast is bleak and the rain continues and it threatens our plans - I choose to believe it will stop.
When the hospital stays continue and become somewhat a normalcy in our household - I choose to believe that healing will come one day.
When I have cried so much that a river could form - I choose to believe that You will hold all my tears for safe keeping.
When a mother cries for her wayward child to come home - I choose believe that he/she will.
When a loved one is struggling to regain control of his/her life as they age - I choose to believe that they will find comfort and strength.
When all hope appears to be lost - I choose to believe that better days are coming.
Is it easy to choose to believe? No - No - NO. Satan loves to attack my mind when circumstances down here are bad; when I am so tired that I cant see or think; when I have no words left to pray; when I feel alone among family and friends. I force myself to choose to believe!
I believe that Jesus Christ came to earth as a child - born of a virgin - in a manger some 2000 years ago. I believe that he died a cruel death on a cross and it was ugly, disgusting and it was all for us. I believe that Jesus carried the weight of all my sin that day and I believe that He rose from the dead to give me eternal life with Him. I believe that He loves me unconditionally and more than anyone else ever could. I believe that He ascended into heaven and my mansion will be ready when my time comes.
But mostly importantly - I choose to believe that he is coming again - one day to get me! And from that day forward - no pain, no tears, no heartache, no illnesses, no famine, So until that time - stay away from me Satan - you have tried and tried - you can't steal my joy nor my soul. I am a child of the one TRUE God in whom I place all my beliefs.