It’s all too easy to give fear the wheel, but when we do, it ends up driving us right into a life that’s much smaller than the one God intended for us to live.

What little idea are you holding onto, waiting for someday—when you have more experience, or when you’re better at it, or when you’re more confident in it?  What if that experience, betterment, and confidence came from simply starting?

Unfortunately it’s much easier to recognize a spiritual attack once it’s subsided.  Satan is most successful when he can paralyze us, yet blind us to the possibility of thinking it could be him who’s at work.

Scarcity simply isn’t true with an infinite God, and only when we know that we’re enough in Him are we freed to give freely to others, to lift them up.

If I'm always telling myself "someday," when does that someday turn into today?

Trust is one of those things that sounds all good and well in theory, but can be downright tough in practice.  And let’s be honest, “tough” here is a pretty generous adjective. 

Fear wants to make us live small lives.  But there's a better story waiting.