The presence of a Protector.
The availability of everything I actually need.
Rest.
Peace.
Life.
Renewal.
Guidance.
Turning around
I am hiding.
I’m in plain sight but hiding.
My eyes hold too much light.
They want to close and sleep and not think.
My mind is crashing with fragments of thought
– rolling and tipping and fixing and ruling.
I’m standing still but I’m running.
Deconstructing fear
Fear has ingredients. It isn’t just it’s own thing. A baby will crawl without hesitation over a glass floor with a deep drop beneath it. A toddler will not… their depth perception has developed and they’ll have had some experience now with falling.
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Conviction and condemnation can feel the same if conviction never gets acted on.
Conviction always has a way forwards. Condemnation keeps us weighted and chained.
Conviction is a touch from God, condemnation a hand around the ankle from hell.
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