@OJMCKEE Greetings Our emotions, whether fear or worry or anger, are never intended to be a source of shame for us. God knows that we are dust; He remembers that we are only human. And He invites us to come to Him when we are weary; when we are frustrated; when we are hurting; and to receive His peace, strength, hope, and love.
Even King David, who is often our example of bold faith, often came to God in extreme weakness and concern. And he was completely unashamed of his humanity; of his weakness. He laid them at God’s feet and allowed the Good Shepherd to renew His strength and courage. I think that is a good example for us.
In the Bible, God is our shelter, our Father, our hiding place when we are weak or afraid. God does not shame us when we run to Him in our need, but instead folds us in His arms. May Christ surround you and your family with His love and set you free from any sense of guilt or shame as you bring your needs to Him by His Spirit
Matthew 11:28-30 - “Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.”
Psalms 103:13-18 - As a father has compassion on his children,
so the Lord has compassion on those who fear him;
for he knows how we are formed,
he remembers that we are dust.
The life of mortals is like grass,
they flourish like a flower of the field;
the wind blows over it and it is gone,
and its place remembers it no more.
But from everlasting to everlasting
the Lord’s love is with those who fear him,
and his righteousness with their children’s children—
with those who keep his covenant
and remember to obey his precepts.
Psalms 6 - Be gracious to me, O Lord, for I am languishing;
heal me, O Lord, for my bones are troubled.
My soul also is greatly troubled.
But you, O Lord—how long?
Turn, O Lord, deliver my life;
save me for the sake of your steadfast love.
For in death there is no remembrance of you;
in Sheol who will give you praise?
I am weary with my moaning;
every night I flood my bed with tears;
I drench my couch with my weeping.
My eye wastes away because of grief;
it grows weak because of all my foes.
Depart from me, all you workers of evil,
for the Lord has heard the sound of my weeping.
The Lord has heard my plea;
the Lord accepts my prayer.
All my enemies shall be ashamed and greatly troubled;
they shall turn back and be put to shame in a moment.