My husband and I recently argued over something as simple as our schedules, but instead of responding in the conversation like a rational human-being, in the middle of it, I shut-down and fought to hide my tears from the man who vowed to love me till death do us part. I retreated from the argument by saying whatever I could to end it and began cleaning up the kitchen in a drastic effort to distract myself from the hurt I…
In the decades that I have been following Jesus, I am now just realizing a reoccurring theme in my conversations with my Savior. Quite often the word “fear” makes an appearance in my prayers to God- in our dialogues and, even at times, our debates: As a 12-year-old determined to preach the Gospel to my 6th grade classmates, much to the ridicule of the school bully, Jesus reassured me with the words, “Fear not.” As an 18-year-old…