Fear causes me to live a small, sheltered life. She tells me lies like, you are in control by suffocating your existence into the fangs of an illusion. I don’t desire to look back on a little life that reads, she was shackled and scared. Fear will guarantee that outcome. Faith assures me I can do adventurous, big things because my first breath and my last are already determined by a Father who loves me and desires me to live free not frightened. I live proportional to my level of belief. When I forget my destination I am incarcerated. Not all prisoners live behind visible bars. It is only when I remember where home is that I live the life that was ransomed for me. Today was about leaning into fear, and saying, not today pesky, friend!