What is fear? Isn’t it fear to ponder what can be done to us? Doesn’t fear come because we know we are weak and defenseless.
What is perfect strength? Isn’t it the knowledge that we are perfectly protected? Doesn’t strength come because we know that He who protects us is above all things?
Therefore I am proud of my weakness and am not afraid. For the One who has sworn, by his very blood to protect me, That One cannot lie!
I see the fear that was in me, and gladly spit in its face. “You will not own me! You have been dethroned. You are destroyed before you speak! The One who is above you owns this soul.”
Come! Believe beside me. The shadow of fear has no hold on those who believe!