August 26 2015
At first I was rather grieved.
Maybe that is not the correct word.
Grieving is normally associated with death.
It was more like wounded.
Maybe not that word either.
It is associated more with combat and war.
Maybe it is more like I felt betrayed.
Nope that is not quite the word I am looking for.
It was more like a combination of all the above words.
Grieved.
Wounded.
Betrayed.
And yet none of those three words truly describe how I felt.
Makes me wonder.
How did our Lord and Saviour feel when the world did all three of those to Him?
My situation is not unlike so many other people in this world.
We are simply asked to leave because of fear.
Fear due to our beliefs.
Fear due to our past.
Fear due to a memory brought up.
Fear due to lack of love.
And lack of forgiveness.
Oh that fear would be broken!
How horrible that we, even us as believers, base our lives on fear.
Fear of the stock market crashing.
Fear of relationship.
Fear of criticism.
Fear of....
You fill in the blank for yourself.
And then thank the Lord for taking it away.
You already know that is what He wants to do.
When we let fear take part of our lives, we are allowing it to distance us from the one who conquered fear and death.
The Lord.
Give it up my friends.
It is not worth holding onto.
Remember life is for living.
That is why they call it life.
Continuing to joy in the journey,
D.
