You are in the office after hours. The building is quiet, but your mind is loud. Laptop open. Numbers red. Pipeline thin. Your chest feels tight while your brain spins worst-case scenarios. You love God, you serve people, and you still feel like you are one bad month away from everything falling apart. In that moment, whatever you truly believe about God, about yourself, and about reality is not theory. It is either a cage or a key.
Isaiah 12:2 speaks straight into that space.
“Surely God is my salvation; I will trust and not be afraid. The Lord, the Lord himself, is my strength and my song; he has become my salvation.”