Punch holes in your fears
Fear hovers like fog.It gathers, hesitates, stays.We read what confirms.See, I am right to be afraid;I have reason to fear. Light dimsPulling up our covers, toour hideout, our cocoon, our tent.Safety suffocates…if not self imposed,then self-perpetuated. Punch holes in what frightens you.Not with fists,but with learning,with truth,with prayer,by conversation with a trusted confidante. Pepper your […]