No Fear!

But now thus says the LORD, he who created you, O Jacob, he who formed you, O Israel: “Fear not, for I have redeemed you; I have called you by name, you are mine. When you pass through the waters, I will be with you; and through the rivers, they shall not overwhelm you; when you walk through fire you shall not be burned, and the flame shall not consume you. For I am the LORD your God, the Holy One of Israel, your Savior. (Isaiah 43:1-3 ESV). Have you ever felt as though everyone has let you down? Have you ever felt alone or abandoned or forgotten or forsaken? Paul the apostle felt that way. Imprisoned at Jerusalem, Paul must have been feeling discouraged, because we read in Acts 23:11, "The following night the Lord stood by him and said, 'Be of good cheer, Paul.'" God reminded him that he was not alone. The great British preacher C. H. Spurgeon put it this way: If all else forsook him, Jesus was company enough; if all despised him, Jesus' smile was patronage enough; if the good cause seemed in danger, in the presence of His Master, victory was sure. The Lord who had stood for him at the cross, now stood by him in prison. . . . It was a dungeon, but the Lord was there; it was dark, but the glory of the Lord lit it up with heaven's own splendor. God says, "When you go through deep waters, I will be with you. When you go through rivers of difficulty, you will not drown. . . . For I am the Lord, your God, the Holy One of Israel, your Savior" (Isaiah 43:2–3). He is with us in the good times, and He is also with us in the bad times. And as someone wisely said, "He can compensate by His loving presence for every earthly loss." No matter what you may be going through today, good times or bad, God is there with you. Of course, we would all like them to always be good times; but can you imagine how bad the bad times would be if it were not for God’s presence with you? In first lines of her poem “The Parable of Tomorrow,” Ruth Gibbs Zwall offers this description of God’s presence: “I looked at the mountain. ‘It is too hard, Lord,’ I said; ‘I cannot climb.’ ‘Take My hand,’ He whispered; ‘I will be your strength.’ I saw the road, ‘It is too long, Lord,’ I said; ‘so rough and long.’ ‘Take My love,’ He answered; ‘I will guard your feet.’ I looked at the sky. ‘The sun is gone,’ I said; ‘already the way grows dark.’ ‘Take the lantern of My Word,’ He whispered; ‘that will be light enough.’ We climbed. The road was narrow and steep, but the way was bright. And so it is with all God’s children!