Why am I so fearful, Lord?

I had a scare Tuesday morning. My face went numb. I was afraid to admit that the pressure that I've been under was finally manifesting itself in a physical way. I was actually sobbing and crying out to God. I know a lot of it is what I've been exposing myself to on Facebook. I can't help myself. I freely admit it now.

I know a lot of you are the same way. You just can't look away. It is scary when you see all the hate being manifested towards Christians around the world. I sometimes don't know if I can handle it. I do pray continuously now for our broken nation. The sore has been cut and is now bleeding all over the place. It is a black thing to discover the venom that flows right outside your door.

Yet I do know this. I know that the Lord Jesus has me in the palm of his strong hands. He knows what I'm going through. He understands the deep pain that I'm feeling now as I see and hear the hate that spews out like a putrid river. Why am I so fearful, Lord? It is foolish to fear when I know that he is holding me and protecting me from all harm. I have to remember that I am not alone.

I have to remind myself that I can do all things through him. It is hard. The pressure is increasing to conform. Lord, I can't do that. I have to follow your will and not my own. How well I know this...yet sometimes it is so hard to do. Will I be brave enough to stand up for what I believe in? I like to think so. Lord, I am weak and easily scared. I lean on you. Please guide me in the way I should go and be with our government leaders. Help them make wise decisions and strengthen their resolve against the evil one. Block all those who would tear or dissolve our government for their own agenda.

I am fearful. Please forgive me for not trusting you enough. My heart knows that you are in control but my mind imagines the worst. I put it all in your hands, Lord God. You are my Savior and my Lord.