Afraid. Am I afraid? Do I even allow myself to think about my fear? Isaac and Jacob called you the Fear. Yet, I am not usually afraid of you. Maybe I should have more fear of the Lord. And less fear of the world. Fear of what happens if I do go back to work. And what happens if I don't.
Fear of relationships, pain, and ...
And, I guess the rest of my fear comes from protecting my pride. Not exactly something to be proud of.
Does that come from years of making sure that no one sees when I am afraid?
And how to I cease striving and just let You make me into what you want me to be?