Looking back, I remember when the BFO I feel fear, God is near first came to my consciousness. It made no immediate common sense, but I have since learned to ponder these visitors. Invariably they become a comfort.
I feel in a state of turmoil today. A thought keeps circling...Is this real or is this fear?
I just got the quiet word: It is real fear.
What do I know to do when I'm feeling fear? I welcome it...I hug it, I kiss it on the lips, I let it go.
There is the transition...the breath between the touch to my lips and knowing I got it.
Note that the quoted post was published nearly three years ago, yet as I sat down to write, it opened to me, I was not looking for it. There's God, as ever, at my back, front and sides. I'm eased knowing no matter what fear's intentions, God is following in the lead.
I do not have a worldly answer to my fear, but with faith, we don't need the world's answers. We have what we need...God, and that is the answer.
Any chosen state of victimhood is an utter dead end.
Thank you.
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