I am afraid, even all these years later; afraid of what was done, of what else could have been done, of what else still could be done. Afraid at two in the morning when no one knows but you. I know you know, and probably that should be enough to ease my fears, but it is not. My spirit paces like cornered prey; it jumps at the slightest shadow, no matter that the threat is far removed. “Bring peace,” I pray in the spirit of Micah, “peace with a sword and peace with a border; peace with my enemy and peace with my memory. Peace for a just cause.”

Do not be afraid. You who have so long lived in fear, you who have armed yourself for every potential threat: do not fear. Not because there are no enemies, but because I am your Friend. Not because you are perfectly secure but because I your God am perfectly faithful. Not because anxiety is cast out beyond the reach of your spirit, but because I keep you within the reach of my heart. Not because unease is absent but because Peace is present. Come, enemy of your enemies and enemy of yourself, do not be afraid.

on Micah 5:1-6

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