I remember I went through a bit of a professional dark night of the soul after I got downsized from my job in 2012. I remember thinking at some point during that season that I was essentially unemployable — that I was never ever going to find another job ever ever again.

Looking back, I can see that was fear talking. That was my perspective looking solely through the lens of anxiety. As much as I know in my head that the voice of fear lies, sometimes it’s hard to discount because that’s also the voice that speaks the loudest.

But volume doesn’t always mean veracity. Louder doesn’t make it more true any more than might makes right. I’m learning to pay attention to the right voice this time. I’m remembering that the voice that calmed the storm didn’t have to yell to get the attention of the wind and waves.

As easy as it is for me to type the words about placing faith over fear, it’s a bit more difficult to live it out in the real world of jobs being eliminated and the economy being in a slump. My default setting is worry. I don’t have to work at worrying, but I do have to make a conscious effort to seek peace.

But sometimes I need to remember that even thought I may fall into the category of ye of little faith like that disciple Peter, that little mustard seed of faith is all I need for God to step in and do amazing things.