What do I fear?
Oh boy. Are you sure you want to know? Okay. But I'm going to need you to lean in close...closer...Closer.
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Your fears may be different, or maybe they're varying degrees of failure. Doesn't matter. Fear is fear. It's no respecter of persons. You don't believe me? You have one of those friends, right? The one who's miss suave; she has no need for fear because she's "got this". Are you that woman? Maybe, you're the fear consumed woman; there's no need in hiding it because everyone knows anyway. Or like me, you're in the middle. No one believes "you've got this" , but they don't know the fear you face internally.
I'll repeat: fear is no respecter of persons.
They went to a place called Gethsemane, and Jesus said to his disciples, “Sit here while I pray.” He took Peter, James and John along with him, and he began to be deeply distressed and troubled. “My soul is overwhelmed with sorrow to the point of death,” he said to them. “Stay here and keep watch.” Going a little farther, he fell to the ground and prayed that if possible the hour might pass from him. “Abba, Father,” he said, “everything is possible for you. Take this cup from me. Yet not what I will, but what you will.” Mark 14:32-36 (emphasis mine)
Jesus had countless reasons to be filled with sorrow that night in Gethsemane. Do you think maybe He was scared at some point in His sorrowing? Yet, He prayed, not what I will, but what you will.
I think we have an example to follow...He prayed. He sought. He sorrowed.
Fear is no respecter of persons, but neither is our Lord. (James 2:1-13)
In His Name,