The future lurks.
It lurks like that boogie man from childhood stories.
The future stalks.
It stalks like those scary Stephen King creatures.
The future waits.
It waits like a predator eyeing it’s prey.
The future is coming,
and all we can do is
And it’s scary,
the not knowing,
being out of control,
not being able to plan and
But that’s how the future likes it.
It wants you scared so it can control
But God says, “Fear not”
But I say, “The future is scary”
But God says, “I am your past, present and future“
“I love you, my child”
“I love you, more than you can imagine”
“I created you”
“I shaped you”
“I gave my Son for you”
“I love you, so do not fear“
[goose bumps, sigh, breath, smile]
Take that you lurking, stalking and waiting future.
My God is bigger.
My God is stronger.
My God is my refuge.
Oh God, I wait for YOU…
The Pastor -|—