Psalm 56:3-4 (NIV)
“When I am afraid, I will trust in you. In God, whose word I praise, in God I trust; I will not be afraid. What can mortal man do to me?”
When all of this started – that week when it seemed like the world turned upside-down overnight – I went to Walmart to get a few things we needed. I think the sight of all those empty shelves is one I will always remember, along with the way I felt as I looked in vain for the items on my list. Disbelief, sadness, grief, and determination rose within me all at once. And fear. Plenty of fear. I remember buying things I didn’t need because I couldn’t stand the idea of leaving empty-handed.
I directed all that anxious energy into keeping my family stocked with the basic things that we seem to always be running out of – milk, bread, eggs, peanut butter, cereal, and cheese. I didn’t realize it at the time, but searching for these things was a quest for security and certainty. My kids will eat this week. In reality we were never food-insecure and there was never a risk that my kids wouldn’t eat. They didn’t always get exactly what they wanted, but we never got close to true physical hunger. The hunger I was avoiding was something different.
A few days later, it was like God aimed a spotlight on the shadowy anxious places in me and I remember the moment of revelation. I was pushing a cart of groceries across a parking lot back to my car. There was milk in my cart, and eggs, and bread, and macaroni and I was thrilled. But there was another feeling there too. Like the things in that cart made me feel safer, and I was proud of myself for providing these things for my family.
“When I am afraid, I will trust in you…”
But when I was afraid, I trusted in gallon jugs of milk and picked over, half-smashed loaves of white bread. When I had those things, I felt ok, and when I didn’t have them, I felt afraid.
One of the things I’m thankful for in this pandemic is the way it has forced me to face my definitions of security and how I respond to fear. I thought I found my security in God alone, but when grocery store shelves were empty, I learned that some of my security lay in always being able to buy anything I needed (and a whole lot of things I just really wanted). Those empty shelves opened Pandora’s box of fears and let me know that my trust wasn’t really where I thought it was.
Psalm 20:7 says, “Some trust in chariots and some in horses, but we trust in the name of the LORD our God.” I guess you could also say that some trust in milk and peanut butter. It turns out I do. I’m thankful that God is patient to keep refining me until the day when I can honestly say, “But I trust in the name of the LORD my God.”
When I am afraid, I will trust in you. In God, whose word I praise, in God I trust; I will not be afraid. What can empty grocery store shelves do to me? What can coronavirus do to me? What can a bad economy do to me?
Maybe we can’t say it honestly yet, but the first step toward it becoming true is to acknowledge that it isn’t yet.
Moment of Beauty
Beauty can be appreciated with all of our senses. Today, stop to appreciate one of your meals. Breathe deeply and inhale the aromas of the food. Take a bite and savor the flavors. Pay attention to the textures and consistency in your mouth, and chew slowly. Thank God not only for providing this food for your sustenance and physical nourishment but also that he provides in a way that is enjoyable and nourishes our spirit as well.