Fear Vs Faith
Sometimes fear is a monster hiding under my bedwaiting for the chance or opening to jump
into my head. Once in it twists and turns stabbing me like a knife. It's been an unwelcome
companion for what seems like my whole life. What can I do now to make it go away? There
have been so many reasons for it to come and stay and yet I still fight it day in and day out
wondering if its hold on me will one day give out.
I know the answer to my question even as I wait - the hope that rises in me and it's name is
Faith. Faith stands tall and straight with his head held up high, faith is not afraid to look fear
in the eye because he knows he is stronger than the little monster of fear. He knows that
he'll win the battle should fear come near.
But like most everything in life Faith only comes as a choice – for fear is instilled in everyone
before we find our voice. Then we will awaken and find Faith by our side – the hope that he
gives us comes in like the rushing tide sweeping away all the traces we've held on to for
years. Faith has caused the death now of all my fleshly fears.
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