There is an ancient story out of the Middle East which tells of three merchants crossing the desert. They were traveling at night in the darkness to avoid the heat of the day. As they were crossing over a dry creek bed, a loud attention-demanding voice out of the darkness commanded them to stop. They were then ordered to get down off their camels, stoop down and pick up pebbles from the creek bed, and put them into their pockets.
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dear mr. smith

hugs n’ blessings for penitent hearts & forgiveness extended.
a liar

The Lord is my light and my salvation; whom shall I fear? The Lord is the stronghold of my life; of whom shall I be afraid? Psalm 27:1
Fear is a liar.
It wants us to believe that we are subject to its power. It creeps slowly into the best part of our lives and crushes joy with its relentless fist. It often comes without invitation or warning, making its mark on our decisions and in our relationships.
The opposite of fear is courage.
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