“To live with fear and not be afraid is the final test of maturity.”
― Edward Weeks
“There is no fear in love, but perfect love casts out fear. For fear has to do with punishment, and whoever fears has not been perfected in love.”
-1 John 4:18
I want to unzip this heavy coat of fear,
and run as fast as I can through the trees.
Forever in my way.
So full and looming.
Tall enough to cast shades of doubt.
Shadows and cold memories threatening me to obey their call.
They spread all across my heart with snarled clutches.
Persuading me to stay;
take shelter here, where it’s familiar.
Today is different.
A beam of bright summer sun shines through.
Perfect, radiant love is here.
Casting out all fear.
Sunrise in my soul.
Draws me in and I stand,
soaking it up.
Greedy with warmth,
I soak in as much as I can-
into each pore of my face.
Sweet and wild;
Brilliant and bright,
despite this frozen ground.
Oh, Lord you are thawing this frozen ground…
Branches snapping under my feet,
surprised as I am by my speed.
Quiet interrupted only by my breathing.
Deep and measured.
No time to stop and survey.
No time to stop and question.
No time to stop and be afraid.
I know where I’m going.