Fear

I felt like I was supposed to write about this:

Something that I have been told and been taught all my life is that I, even if there are times where I feel differently, I am courageous and not bound by fear. It’s something that I feel is personally important for me to remind myself of, if I’m ever worried that I’m choosing to be afraid or to let fear cripple me from doing great or challenging things. I sometimes will deal with feelings of anxiety and fear about things, and people, about what’s important to me, and being afraid that something awful might happen if I’m not there to control it or stop it from happening.

But then I remember that I’m not afraid, that I’m courageous, and there’s nothing that I face or fear that Jesus hasn’t already met and dealt with and beat for me. I feel like there might be someone who needs to hear that, because it isn’t just true for me. Anxiety, the kind that can get so bad that it makes you feel that you’re at the edge of panic or just something, has no place in my life or in anyone’s life, and it isn’t part of God’s plan for your life.

So whenever fear and anxiety and worry starts to seem like the only voices you can hear, the Holy Spirit has the other voice, the voice that sometimes can feel like it’s quieter than others, and he will only tell you what is true and always points to things that bring joy and peace, and will give you freedom from fear.