I love rainy Saturdays. I tell myself that I will definitely catch up on all these house chores, but as usual, I end up barely doing a bit of laundry and cooking as I am perusing the 7 or 8 books that sit on the top of my reading piles these days. As I was pondering the toxicity of fear, and wondering what I could do to foster healing in and around me, I was reminded that Jesus overcame death and suffering for us.
How many times over the years have I heard that, in scripture, God repeatedly says: “Fear not”? Yet, only today did my heart finally understand that this, “Fear not”, is the very shield of faith. It was always there; how did it take me so long to pick it up? I had left my soul wide open to scary lies. How silly.
Oh Lord! What a joy it is to be yours! May Your grace allow me the strength to “fear not” when my time comes to face death and suffering. Thy will be done.