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Not Today, Fear
Daily Devotional, Denise PaganoFear has a way of making your world feel smaller.
Doesn’t it?
And it doesn’t always come crashing into your life, screaming for attention.
Sometimes it just whispers.
Don’t try.
Don’t speak up.
You’re not enough.
Maybe you’re sitting in your car, staring at a text message you’re afraid to send.
Maybe there’s an idea you’ve been carrying around for months, but you can’t quite work up the courage to share it.
Or maybe you’re standing in front of an opportunity you’ve prayed for, afraid that one wrong move could close the door forever.
Fear has a way of convincing us that the safest thing to do is nothing at all.
And if we listen long enough, we can start mistaking a smaller life for a safer one.
That’s one of the reasons I love the song “Confidence” by Sanctus Real.
The band’s lead singer, Dustin Lolli, doesn’t sing about being fearless.
Quite the opposite.
The song begins with an honest admission of feeling afraid and unqualified. But then it turns toward the incredible ways God has worked through ordinary, imperfect people.
Think about it.
Moses stood before Pharaoh, even though he felt inadequate for the assignment.
David faced a giant who looked impossible to defeat.
And Daniel remained faithful to God, even when it meant spending a night in a den of lions.
None of them had an easy road.
Moses still had to face Pharaoh.
David still had to face Goliath.
Daniel still had to face those lions.
Faith didn’t mean they had nothing to fear. It meant they had Someone greater than their fear to trust.
And that’s where Psalm 125:1 speaks so powerfully to us.
“Those who trust in the Lord are as secure as Mount Zion.”
I love that picture.
Mount Zion wasn’t something that could be picked up and moved whenever the wind changed direction.
It was steady. Established. Secure.
And the psalmist says that’s what trusting God is like.
Not because we’re so strong.
Not because we’re so brave.
But because the One we’re trusting is faithful.
Now, that doesn’t mean every door will open.
It doesn’t mean every dream will come true, every risk will pay off, or every giant will fall the way we hoped.
Some disappointments really do hurt.
Some prayers take longer than we ever imagined.
And some things we desperately wanted may never happen.
But here’s what fear doesn’t want you to remember.
Your security was never supposed to come from how everything turns out. It comes from Who is holding you through it.
So maybe today, confidence doesn’t look like charging ahead without a single doubt.
Maybe it looks like sending that text.
Having the conversation.
Taking the next step.
Or simply getting out of bed and trusting God with another day.
Not because you know exactly what’s going to happen.
But because you know Who will be with you when it does.
That’s the kind of confidence I want.
The kind that doesn’t depend on my ability to handle everything, but on God’s faithfulness to hold me through anything.
So whatever fear has been whispering to you lately, remember this:
Fear may be loud.
It may have a thousand reasons why you shouldn’t try.
It may even have a megaphone.
But fear doesn’t get the final say over a life anchored in God.
And the next time you find yourself facing something that feels bigger than you, remember:
You don’t have to be fearless.
You just have to know where to place your trust.
Because the God who holds you is greater than whatever stands before you.
A MOMENT TO REFLECT
QUESTION TO CARRY WITH YOU TODAY
Where have I been letting fear make my decisions instead of trusting the God who holds my future?
L Y R I C S
I’m not a warrior
I’m too afraid to lose
I feel unqualified for what you’re calling me to
But Lord with your strength
I’ve got no excuse
Cause broken people are exactly who you use.
So give me faith like Daniel in the lion’s den
Give me hope like Moses in the wilderness
Give me a heart like David, Lord be my defense
So I can face my giants with confidence
You took a shepherd boy
And made him a King
So I’m gonna trust you and give you everything
I’ll be a conqueror
Cause you fight for me
I’ll be a champion claiming your victory
So give me faith like Daniel in the lion’s den
Give me hope like Moses in the wilderness
Give me a heart like David, Lord be my defense
So I can face my giants with confidence
I’m gonna sing and shout and shake the walls
I won’t stop until I see them fall
Gonna stand up, step out when you call
Jesus, Jesus
So give me faith like Daniel in the lion’s den
Give me hope like Moses in the wilderness
Give me a heart like David, Lord be my defense
So I can face my giants with confidence
I’ll face my giants with confidence
More Than a Pastor
Daily Devotional, Sarah HallI was flipping through my wedding album when I stopped on a familiar signature.
I ran my thumb across the name, smiled, and suddenly, years of memories came rushing back.
Just like that, I was fourteen again.
Sitting in a metal chair at youth group, nervous and unsure of myself, with my sister beside me.
That’s where I met Jonathan Barbo.
He and his wife, Ashley, had this way of making you feel welcome. Like you belonged before you even knew where you fit.
And that’s when Barbo became my pastor.
I can still picture the grin on his face when I got accepted into college. You would’ve thought I’d just won an Olympic gold medal.
He celebrated my victories like they were his own.
Years later, when I came back to serve in youth ministry, I got to see something I hadn’t fully appreciated as a teenager.
The time. The energy. The sacrifices.
The countless hours Barbo and Ashley poured into the lives of students.
There were camps, lock-ins, late nights, laughter, and conversations about Jesus that lasted long after everyone should’ve been asleep.
And through it all, they just kept showing up.
But some of the moments I remember most weren’t the happy ones.
When my mom passed away far too soon, there they were again.
Barbo and Ashley.
Standing beside me in the hospital, helping carry a weight I didn’t know how to carry on my own.
They couldn’t take away the heartbreak.
But they made sure I didn’t have to walk through it alone.
And if you can believe it, years later, Barbo showed up in yet another chapter of my life.
As my CrossFit instructor.
Let me tell you, those workouts were brutal!
But even in the middle of burpees and aching muscles, he was still teaching me something.
Keep going. Don’t quit. You’re stronger than you think.
Lessons that reached far beyond the gym.
And then came my wedding day.
There he was again.
Standing at the front of the church, officiating the ceremony as I began a brand-new chapter of my life.
And really, who else could’ve filled that place?
He had been there for the messes and the milestones.
The victories and the losses.
The laughter, the tears, and all those ordinary days in between.
So when I came across his name in my wedding album, I realized something.
For years, Barbo had been teaching me what it looks like to follow Jesus. And so much of that teaching happened without him ever standing behind a pulpit.
It happened in hospital hallways.
At youth camps.
In the gym.
In conversations, celebrations, and moments when life felt like it was falling apart.
He kept showing up.
And in doing so, he kept pointing me toward Jesus.
Paul wrote in 1 Corinthians 11:1, “Follow my example, as I follow the example of Christ.”
What a beautiful responsibility that is.
To live in such a way that when someone looks at your life, they catch a glimpse of Jesus.
Not because you’re perfect.
Not because you always have the right words.
But because you keep following Him, and you keep loving the people He puts in your path.
I wonder if Barbo has any idea how much those years meant to me.
How many lessons stuck.
How many ordinary moments became extraordinary memories.
And how much his faithfulness helped shape my own.
Maybe that’s something we all need to remember.
You don’t have to be famous to leave a legacy. You just have to be faithful.
Be the person who shows up.
Who celebrates someone else’s victories.
Who sits beside them when their world falls apart.
Who loves people through every season, even when there’s nothing in it for you.
And most importantly, be someone who keeps pointing them toward Jesus.
Because you never really know what your presence will mean to someone years from now.
One day, someone might be flipping through the pages of their own life and come across your name.
And when they do, I hope they’ll smile.
Not just because they remember you.
But because, through you, they came to know Jesus a little better.
A MOMENT TO REFLECT
QUESTION TO CARRY WITH YOU TODAY
If someone followed my example today, would it lead them a little closer to Jesus?
Planting Seeds Above the Clouds
Brenda Price, Daily DevotionalThe man sitting beside me on that flight looked like someone who had never met a stranger.
I was flying home to Florida from New York City, young and full of plans. He was a big, joyful man with a Bible open on his tray table.
He smiled, said hello, and before long, we were talking like old friends.
He was a pastor.
I told him about my big dream of becoming a movie star. I rambled on about everything I wanted to do with my life, and he listened like he had all the time in the world.
Then, almost casually, he asked me a question.
“Do you know who God is?”
It wasn’t forceful. It wasn’t judgmental. Just a simple question.
And then another.
“What if what you want isn’t actually the best thing? What if God has more in store?”
I laughed.
Not because I thought he was ridiculous. But because I knew exactly what I wanted.
And, if I’m being completely truthful, at that point in my life, I didn’t really care much about God.
But that pastor didn’t flinch.
He didn’t argue with me. He didn’t try to win a debate. He just smiled that same warm smile.
And before we parted ways, he said five words I’ve never forgotten.
“I’ll be praying for you.”
That flight was twenty years ago.
I never got his name. I have no idea where he lives or whether he’s still pastoring a church.
But I’ve thought about him more times than I can count.
I wish I could find him.
I’d love to tell him what God has done in my life since that flight. How much has changed. How differently my story unfolded from the one I had so carefully planned.
I’d love to tell him that those questions stayed with me.
And I’d really love to tell him that his prayers were not wasted.
You see, that pastor was the first person who gently interrupted my plans with the possibility that God might have something different for my life.
He didn’t demand an answer.
He simply planted a seed.
And then he got off the airplane.
He had no idea what would happen next.
I think about that when I read what Paul wrote in 1 Corinthians.
One person plants. Another waters.
But God makes it grow.
Friend, maybe there’s someone you’ve been praying for who doesn’t seem interested in God.
Maybe you’ve shared your faith, offered encouragement, invited them to church, or simply tried to love them well.
And nothing seems to be happening.
Maybe you’re wondering whether any of it matters.
Can I encourage you?
Don’t confuse what you can’t see with what God can’t do.
You aren’t responsible for making the seed grow.
That’s God’s part.
Your part is to be faithful with the opportunities He puts in front of you.
To love someone. To ask a question. To share the hope you have in Jesus. To pray, even when you don’t know whether your prayers are making a difference.
And to trust God with what happens next.
Because sometimes you plant a seed in someone’s life and get to watch it grow.
And sometimes you plant it, say goodbye, and never see that person again.
Like a pastor on an airplane twenty years ago.
I wonder if he remembers that flight.
I wonder if he has any idea how much those few minutes mattered to me.
Someday, I hope I get to tell him.
But until then, I’ll tell you.
Keep planting. Keep watering. Keep praying.
You may never see the harvest.
But that doesn’t mean God isn’t working.
After all, that pastor had no idea what God was going to do with the young woman sitting beside him.
He was simply faithful with the moment God gave him.
And twenty years later, I’m still talking about it.
Because God is still the One who makes the seed grow.
A MOMENT TO REFLECT
QUESTION TO CARRY WITH YOU TODAY
What if the small seed God is asking me to plant today becomes part of a story I may never get to see?