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Welcome: Trusting Jesus With My Fears


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By +Jeanne Takenaka @JeanneTakenaka

My Five Minute Friday prompt this week is—WELCOME. This largely unedited “rough draft” form of writing stretches this perfectionist, in the best of ways. I write for five minutes on a given topic. If you’re interested in learning more about 5-Minute Fridays, check out our hostess, Kate Motaung’s site. Or, click on the link at the bottom of this post. As you read my simpler Friday posts, I hope you’ll join in the conversation!


Defined as: “to accept with pleasure the occurrence or presence of”

What do you envision when you read or hear the word, “Welcome?”

Coffee scenting the air, a table in sunlight, the promise of fellowship and sharing speaks “Welcome” to me.

Often, that’s what I offer when someone comes to my home. Except maybe there are a few piles on the kitchen counter. And crumbs on the table.

The Lord has welcomed me, and each of us, into a relationship with Him. With sharing, with fellowship. With transparency. With the potential for intimacy.

What do we do after we’ve been welcomed in somewhere? Accept the hospitality? Nibble a muffin? Sip coffee?


I’ve been thinking about this today. I’m reading a life-changing book, The Hardest Peace, by Kara Tippetts. Who happens to be dying.

The chapter I just finished got me thinking about the things I worry about. My worries—fears—revolve around my hubby and my boys. Not going into specifics here. 😉

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The thing I realized is I don’t always welcome Jesus into these worries. I think I can handle them. Or . . . honestly . . . I’m afraid of what He might do with them. Like allow them to become reality.

So ridiculous. Jesus is Good. He’s trustworthy. He’s faithful. And He loves me like crazy.

So, I am thinking about my heart attitude when it comes to these inner fears. He invites me to release them to Him. To trust Him with my family. My heart. My very life.

And the thing is? He is trustworthy. He is faithful. He is good.

But I’ll only be able to know these aspects of His character if I welcome Him into my fears, my worries. I’ll know Him best when I do.

If any of these fears do become reality, I can deal with them then. In the meantime, He’s welcoming me to release them into His care and to simply trust.

What about you? What areas of your life are hard to welcome Jesus into? What do you picture with the word, “Welcome?”

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