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Everyone comes to a place in life where they have to face their fears. It's how we find out what we're made of. It's how we find out that we are actually strong, powerful, and capable. I believe that fear is actually someone . “For the weapons of our warfare are not carnal but mighty in God for pulling down strongholds, casting down arguments and every high thing that exalts itself against the knowledge of God, bringing every thought into captivity to the obedience of Christ,” ‭‭II Corinthians‬ ‭10:4-5‬ ‭NKJV‬‬ Itself  was translated from the Greek word "epairō" which means literally "to raise up or exalt oneself." Until we acknowledge that what we are facing is actually a someone , we cannot tell this someone  where to go. It's a someone who has no power over us, someone who was defeated...but we have to actually come to a point where we look it in the face and say "NO MORE." No more will you rob me of my destiny. No mo

"What do I have to give?" Why do we so often live our lives out of this sense of obligation? I feel like most of us, reading that sentence, would think of the "requirements" to be a good person, or a good Christian, or a good whatever-you-believe. Like, "This is how I was trained/raised/taught, this is what I must do or God/the boogie man/the devil will come and get me." I know that is a completely unfounded fear, but I get caught up in it the same as the next person. So while I was praying this morning God began to show me all of the different things it could mean. "What do I have to give?" This is really the epitome of unconditional love. Agape love. Complete unselfishness. What do I have in my hand that I can give to the next person? What can I do to make someone else's road a little easier to travel? To brighten their day? What have I been gifted to do to contribute to others being more fulfilled, inspired, and mot