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I will trust and not be Afraid Surely God is my salvation; I will trust and not be afraid. The Lord, the Lord himself, is my strength and my defense; he has become my salvation.” “I will trust, and will not be afraid” (Isaiah 12:2). These words were spoken by the prophet Isaiah to the people of Judah and Jerusalem more than twenty seven hundred years ago, when the Assyrian Empire was the dominant power, and Judah lived in the shadow of its might. The people to whom he was sent and those for whom this book was originally composed lived in a world that was unpredictable and out of their control. Isaiah 12 is composed of two songs, each beginning with the phrase, “You will say in that day” (12:1, 4): “that day,” when the pride of everyone shall be humbled and the Lord alone will be exalted (2:11, 17); “that day,” when people will throw away their idols of silver and gold (2:20); “that day,” when God will bring judgment against the women and men of Zion (3:16-26), when those who remain are called holy (4:2-3). “That day” is a day of judgment and salvation, a day that calls God’s people forward, beckoning us to live into its reality in the present moment, no matter the circumstances. How could God be caring for his people when he allowed foreign nations to come and trounce them? As believers we are called upon to put our ultimate trust in the Lord and not in anything or anyone created nor in our circumstances. You were already broke, already under debt, bills unpaid, unpromising relationship, the friends left , there was only job you lost and now the world is talking of the the great recession. “O Lord I thought you were in control” Our trust in the Lord is tested as gold in the fire when all history is ganging up on us. It seems as distant and all the heavens are brass. But God is not really distant at all. He is there arranging everything for us so that he will win the game. There should not be any doubt about the outcome. At least there is no doubt when it is looked in the cold light of day. But while joy may come in the morning, weeping lasts for the night. The question is how we can maintain trust in the Lord when the world seems to be falling down around us. Let us remember in the midst of trial, tragedy, and tribulation, by grace, you can trust in the Lord because he has turned away his anger. God is the foundation of our confidence; and trusting in him, will never let us down. If I know that my salvation is secure in His worthy hands, everything that touches my life is equally under the protection of His mighty power, for He has become the foundational bedrock upon which my confidence rests and He is the ever-flowing fountain of my living strength. I will trust, and not be afraid, be confident of enjoying it, and look upon myself safe and secure from all wrath and condemnation, and from every enemy; and not be “afraid” of sin, God is a solid foundation of full confidence, and the best remedy for allaying fears, when we are fully convinced that salvation is laid up for us in God, we have nothing to fear. In His Glory………
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Beidh muinín agam agus ní bheidh eagla orm (Íseáia 12: 2) Is cinnte gurb é Dia mo shlánú; Beidh muinín agam agus ní bheidh eagla orm. Is é an Tiarna, an Tiarna féin, mo neart agus mo chosaint; is é mo shlánú anois é. ” “Beidh muinín agam, agus ní bheidh eagla orm” (Íseáia 12: 2). Labhair an fáidh Íseáia na focail seo le muintir Iúdá agus Iarúsailéim níos mó ná fiche seacht gcéad bliain ó shin, nuair a bhí Impireacht Assyrian ar an bpríomhchumhacht, agus bhí cónaí ar Iúdá faoi scáth a hócáide. Bhí na daoine ar seoladh é agus iad siúd a raibh an leabhar seo déanta orthu ina gcónaí ina gcónaí i ndomhan nach raibh in ann a thuar agus a bhí as a rialú. Tá dhá amhrán ag Íseáia 12, gach ceann acu ag tosú leis an abairt, “Deir tú sa lá sin” (12: 1, 4): “an lá sin,” nuair a bheas mórtas gach duine agus an Tiarna ina aonar díscaoilte (2:11, 17); “an lá sin,” nuair a chaitheann daoine a gcuid idols airgid agus óir ar shiúl (2:20); “an lá sin,” nuair a thabharfaidh Dia breithiúnas i gcoinne na mban agus na bhfear Zion (3: 16-26), nuair a thugtar naofa (4: 2-3) orthu siúd a fhanann. Lá breithiúnais agus slánúcháin is ea an “lá sin”, lá a ghlaonn ar dhaoine Dé ar aghaidh, agus muid ag cur ina luí orainn a réaltacht a chaitheamh i láthair na huaire, is cuma cad iad na cúinsí. Cén chaoi a bhféadfadh Dia a bheith ag tabhairt aire dá mhuintir nuair a cheadaigh sé do náisiúin iasachta teacht agus iad a thriall? Mar chreidiúnaithe iarrtar orainn ár n-iontaobhas deiridh a chur sa Tiarna agus ní in aon rud ná aon duine a cruthaíodh ná inár gcúinsí. Bhásaigh tú cheana féin, faoi fhiachas, billí neamhíoctha, gaol míthreorach, na cairde fágtha, ní raibh ach post a chaill tú agus anois tá an domhan ag caint faoin gcúlú mór. “Shíl mé go raibh tú i gceannas ar an Tiarna” Déantar an t-iontaobhas atá againn sa Tiarna a thástáil mar ór sa tine nuair a bhíonn an stair go léir á cur suas againn. Is cosúil go bhfuil sé i bhfad i gcéin agus go bhfuil na flaithis uile práis. Ach níl Dia i bhfad i gcéin. Tá sé ansin ag eagrú gach rud dúinn ionas go mbuafaidh sé an cluiche. Ní bheidh aon amhras faoin toradh. Níl aon dabht ar a laghad nuair a bhreathnaítear air i bhfianaise fuar an lae. Ach cé go bhféadfar an-áthas a thabhairt ar maidin, maireann caoineadh ar feadh na hoíche. Is í an cheist, conas is féidir linn muinín a chothú sa Tiarna nuair is cosúil go bhfuil an domhan ag titim síos timpeall orainn. Is cuimhin linn i measc na trialach, na tragóide, agus na diongbháilte, trí ghrásta, gur féidir leat muinín a bheith agat as an Tiarna mar gheall gur dhúisigh sé a fhearg. Is é Dia bunchloch ár muiníne; agus ní bheidh muinín againn as, ní ligfidh muid síos dúinn. Má tá a fhios agam go bhfuil mo shlánú slán ina lámha fiúntacha, tá gach rud a bhaineann le mo shaol faoi chosaint a chumhachta láidre, mar tá sé ina bhuncharraig ar a luíonn mo mhuinín agus is é tobar mo shíor neart maireachtála. Beidh muinín agam as, agus ní bheidh eagla orm, a bheith muiníneach go mbainfidh mé taitneamh as, agus féachfaidh mé orm féin go sábháilte agus slán ó gach fearg agus cáineadh, agus ó gach namhaid; agus gan a bheith “eagla” ar pheaca, Is bunsraith dhaingean lánmhuiníne é Dia, agus an leigheas is fearr chun eagla a mhaolú, nuair a bhíonnimid lánchinnte go bhfuil slánú leagtha síos dúinn i nDia, níl aon eagla againn. Ina Glóir ………