F.E.A.R
False
Evidence
Appearing
Real.
2 Timothy 1:7, For God hath not given us the spirit of fear; but of power, and of love, and of a sound mind.
This were just words to me. I never really understood it, it meant nothing to me. Just another Sunday school verse.
I feared night, I feared day. I feared death I feared life.
A shadow of myself I wasn't living. Misconceptions of religion had me bound.
His grace eluded me. I knew Him yet I didn't know him, he was just an estranged lover. Someone taught to children with feeble minds that needed a perfect epitome of love. I didn't understand his love so deep. Or all that he gave and made available for me on the cross of calvary.
For this reason, fear had my soul, tortured my mind, dented my persona. With time depression creeped in because I was living in regret. Regretting that I hadn't truly lived in his grace, done the exploits I was meant to have done or over come the hurdles in front of me.
I would cry and say I would do but fear was just by the side smirking at me. Little did she know my saviour loved me too much, he came bursting through the wind! He heard my cry weak cries. My faithless sobs for a free life.
Romans 8:15, For ye have not received the spirit of bondage again to fear; but ye have received the Spirit of adoption, whereby we cry, Abba, Father! I cried he heard!
Staring through the fire my eyes found His. His love surrounded me. He came with a ray of hope so bright it was a kiss of life. In his love I discovered grace.
When fear came knocking she found my saviour waiting at the door. With his arrows of love he shot her down. Like smoke she vanished.
Still in awe of his Love my knees were feeble. He held me tight in his arms, so strong. He lifted up my world and brought it to light.
He, he....he is my life, my love, he is love. Taking baby brave steps I'm growing to be what he wants me to be.
Worthy is the lamb that was slain to receive power, and riches, and wisdom, and strength, and honour, and glory, and blessings. All this he received to give to us. He laid himself down to bring the broken to life.
Now to live is Christ. I am no longer a slave of fear but a child of God.
-Jayb
Evidence
Appearing
Real.
2 Timothy 1:7, For God hath not given us the spirit of fear; but of power, and of love, and of a sound mind.
This were just words to me. I never really understood it, it meant nothing to me. Just another Sunday school verse.
I feared night, I feared day. I feared death I feared life.
A shadow of myself I wasn't living. Misconceptions of religion had me bound.
His grace eluded me. I knew Him yet I didn't know him, he was just an estranged lover. Someone taught to children with feeble minds that needed a perfect epitome of love. I didn't understand his love so deep. Or all that he gave and made available for me on the cross of calvary.
For this reason, fear had my soul, tortured my mind, dented my persona. With time depression creeped in because I was living in regret. Regretting that I hadn't truly lived in his grace, done the exploits I was meant to have done or over come the hurdles in front of me.
I would cry and say I would do but fear was just by the side smirking at me. Little did she know my saviour loved me too much, he came bursting through the wind! He heard my cry weak cries. My faithless sobs for a free life.
Romans 8:15, For ye have not received the spirit of bondage again to fear; but ye have received the Spirit of adoption, whereby we cry, Abba, Father! I cried he heard!
Staring through the fire my eyes found His. His love surrounded me. He came with a ray of hope so bright it was a kiss of life. In his love I discovered grace.
When fear came knocking she found my saviour waiting at the door. With his arrows of love he shot her down. Like smoke she vanished.
Still in awe of his Love my knees were feeble. He held me tight in his arms, so strong. He lifted up my world and brought it to light.
He, he....he is my life, my love, he is love. Taking baby brave steps I'm growing to be what he wants me to be.
Worthy is the lamb that was slain to receive power, and riches, and wisdom, and strength, and honour, and glory, and blessings. All this he received to give to us. He laid himself down to bring the broken to life.
Now to live is Christ. I am no longer a slave of fear but a child of God.
-Jayb
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