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FEAR - or - FAITH?

Romans 8:14 “For as many as are led by the Spirit of God, they are the sons of God.
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.
16 The Spirit itself beareth witness with our spirit, that we are the children of God:…”


Heb. 12:2 “Looking unto Jesus the author and finisher of our FAITH; who for the joy that was set before him endured the cross, despising the shame, and is set down at the right hand of the throne of God.”


FEAR paralyzes us,
Holds us in its frozen grip;
We can’t go forward…nor back,
Free from its hold…we’d like to rip.

Still, the power…we don’t have,
Try…as try can be;
Locked in its tight grasp,
O LORD help us to be free.

FEAR immobilizes…terrorizes,
Causes us to freeze solid;
Inactivity at its worse,
Neither here, nor there…fastened in the “mid”.

O to be free of its icy grip,
This prison without bars;
Sometimes…of our own making,
Rattle the door and windows…set them all ajar.

But, try as we may,
The bars still remain;
This prisoner…is still bound,
It’s our wish…this freedom to gain.

So, why stay in this prison,
It’s dark, damp, and forlorn;
While just outside its walls,
There’s a bright new day…waiting to be born?

And, just where is the key,
The one that sets us free;
‘Tis not a bastion of might,
Not some great army.

Just a small…little key,
As small as can be;
And, the bars will come down,
All the prisoners set free.

The key is FAITH…believing,
And, a small amount will do;
A grain of mustard seed,
In fact…will see us through.

No matter what our prison,
Anything that has us bound;
The fetters can be broken,
The bars…come tumbling to the ground.

We all have at least a mustard seed,
A tiny amount of FAITH;
Let’s put it to use…today,
For God’s glory…not our disgrace.

Step forth with the shield of FAITH,(Eph.6:16)
Arming us for all encounters,
Those fiery darts will all bounce off,
As it says…in all the Scriptures.

I knew a man who was full of FEAR,
His life was not his own;
He cowered in the shadows,
Afraid to claim what was his…alone.

And, I also knew another man,
FAITH was active in his life;
He moved forward…doing Father’s will,
Giving glory to God…no time for strife.

We have that choice to make,
Not daily…but moment by moment;
Let those walls and bars go up,
OR carry the shield of FAITH…as part of our garment.

What’s the choice that you will make today,
Prison bound…or set free?
I don’t know for sure…about you,
But, by FAITH…I shall be all He wants me to be!


Dec. 4, 2002

Aimee Love

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