I wrote this on September 11, 2010 when I was 16. I had forgotten about it till a couple of weeks ago. So I went looking for it and found it in a folder under my bedside table along with a couple of other little writings from when I was younger.
This writing is called : Fear
“Fear meaning great anxiety, dread, foreboding, panic, uneasiness, nervousness, worry. Fear to me is like a thorn stuck in my soul or something grabbing hold of me that just won’t let go. Sometimes it evens feels like someone or something is attacking my spirit.
I run, I fight, and I cave in. I’m tired, lonely, isolated, trapped. The only time I’m free to be is when I’m with the Great I AM, The Prince of Peace, My Lord and Savior.
The Lord is the only one who can help me. He lightens my soul and lifts me up taking my fears away.
It won’t be easy putting all my trust in Him, but it is the only way. Thank you Lord for taking my fear away!