Blinding flash of the obvious: Fear is God's gift to me for it turns me to Him faster than thought.
I am still living in the anxiety attack I've written about this past week. Clearly, it is not an attack which I think of as quick and terrorizing in the moment.
Ah, I am living in anxiety from which I got my BFO... ergo, good and of God.
It is comforting to realize these truths, but they do not slow my fast-beating heart... a God gift that holds my feet to the fire to ensure I stay to learn His will, His way for me.
It is clear that I am given to running the other way, but God ever has better for me. I go to God...dragging foot but moving forward. God is so good to me.
Thank you.