Comfort for Our Fears

May your faithful love comfort me as you promised your servant. —Psalm 119:76

All moms, I think, experience fear of one sort or another as it relates to their children. But moms of black American boys in particular live with the constant buzz of fear ringing in our ears. . . . I have taken my fear to Psalm 119 . . .

God works providentially in precise alignment with his word. He does what he says, and one of the things he says to me and does for me, that gives me hope and silences my fear, is comfort me. God promises to console us in our pains and afflictions and fears and sorrows. He comforts with reminders of his steadfast love, which never ceases and which even death cannot extinguish. . . .

When I’m fearful about the world preying on my son . . . or fearful that he will be tragically misunderstood, I remember the love of God— that perfect love that casts out my fear. I lay my anxieties and fears at his feet, and in his tender mercy he comforts me. ¹

¹ His Testimonies, My Heritage, 2019, Kristie Anyabwile.

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His Testimonies, My Heritage (2019) edited by Kristie Anyabwile, used by kind permission of the Publisher,

The Good Book Company. www.thegoodbook.com

Scripture taken from The CSB