What is your relationship with faith?
Do y'all battle it out a lot?
Like, faith is tugging at your fears trying to get you to let go.
You want to, but feel rushed and not ready yet.
You clutch on like somebody's trying to steal your purse,
With all your personal belongings in there,
Treasures.
Tissues that wiped away your tears.
The forgotten things that hide at the bottom you don't want to deal with.
Sis,
Faith can feel like your enemy when you're friends with fear.
Fear is that fake friend that wants you all to themselves,
So they can keep feeding you with lies.
So you don't have anyone else to refute their futile existence in your life.
Fear knows it's bringing you down. And it's costing you!
He's simply doing his job. It's what he was designed to do.
But you?
You were made to be brave.
You need new friends.
Fear bought you that bag.
Give it back.
Faith got you a new bag.
Filled with all things pure, good, lovely and true.
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