Like the children of Israel after being freed from Egyptian bondage, time after time I refuse to follow God because I am afraid of the giants in the land of promise. God has set me free and yet I choose the bondage of wallowing in my sin.
Think about that for a moment.
The God of the universe, Who holds all of existence in His hands and yet cares enough about me to know the number of hairs on my head, has set me free from the bondage of my sin and shame and yet I choose to wallow in it.
Because I choose to remain comfortable with my giants rather than trust my God and follow Him into the unknown.
Thankfully, the story doesn't end there.
COVERED BY THE WORD
What happened next may seem a little silly to you, but I needed a visual aid for what was going on in my head. Here are the results: