He is bigger than our fears

  Anxiety tends to lie to me.  Sometimes it can tell the truth, but most of the time it boldface lies or tells half-truths (which are still lies).  It tells me that I can only depend on myself to vet every situation of danger.  It tells me to be ready for threats at all times and that I am not safe, even if I am.  It tells me that I have to see threats coming or else I won’t survive.  Anxiety shouts all kinds of things, and most of the… Continue reading He is bigger than our fears