“All I want is an answer to one prayer, a last request to be honoured: Let God step on me—squash me like a bug, and be done with me for good. I’d at least have the satisfaction of not having blasphemed the Holy God, before being pressed past the limits. Where’s the strength to keep my hopes up? What future do I have to keep me going? Do you think I have nerves of steel? Do you think I’m made of iron? Do you think I can pull myself up by my bootstraps? Why, I don’t even have any boots!
Father we thank You that through faith, prayer, praise & Your Word we can conquer every fear. Help us not to let fear lie to us. We thank You for the hope & faith in Your power to work on our behalf. In Jesus’ name we pray. Amen
2 Timothy 1:7
For God has not given us a spirit of fear, but of power and of love and of a sound mind.