Dear Heavenly Father
FEAR Fear that eluded me as small child grew only from knowledge of the experience of pain . Knowledge was the beginning Fear. Overwhelming consequences of pain and death . Faith eludes me and my Fear of offending God lies in my failing to complete my books of remembrance. For the spirit of truth , I pray That God guide my right hand and judge the intentions of my heart. As I weild my pen as my only weapon in the battle with the unseen enemy that has come to steal the words . Words hidden in the heart of the fearless child I used to be. God walked with me night and day. On the path prepared before I was even born. The gift of life is in the promise of the seed. Death will take my flesh one day, it will truly be. In these books , by faith, I l...