I hated math in school.
I remember sitting at the dining room table when I was in elementary school struggling to figure out my math homework. The harder I tried, the more frustrated I became. Invariably I’d end up sobbing. Sadly, my father didn’t help. Instead he accused me of not trying.
In high school math became even more difficult. My mind simply couldn’t wrap around alegbraic formulas. I passed, but just barely.
Truth is, I still hate math today. I’ve never viewed numbers as friends. Perhaps that’s why I became a writer!
Still numbers are something I live with daily. And it’s not just math problems that frustrate me. Gratefully God provided calculators for that task. As long as I hit the right keys, they are much more accurate than I am.
Often I become frustrated because the numbers just aren’t there. Sometimes numbers represent dollars and cents. I forget to thank God for all He has provided and instead begin thinking lack.
There’s also the danger numbers present when I’m tempted to compare my book sales with that of other writers. I forget that God’s measure for success is not the same as mine.
But the biggest way I allow numbers to defeat me is by leaving God out of the equation. When I focus on the problem and how inadequate I feel to resolve it, I miss the joy of exchanging my weakness for His strength.
Today, no matter how overwhelmed you or I may feel because of a problem that seems unsolvable, we can choose to believe His promise.
Write His Answer 
Math was never a favorite of mine either. Just think – we’ve learned endurance because of it.
A side note: My dad had a different approach. He couldn’t do algebra, but when I struggled with a problem he would look at it a few minutes and give me the answer. I would stay up until late in the night until I worked the problem and got his answer. Always got an A.
Even so, when things trouble me, I know God has the answer and I’m able to trust His way.