I Fear.

The Lover of my soul, I want to say I will follow You all of my days. But I'm afraid. I'm afraid. All of the earth is Yours; all of time, all of space. Even me. But fear is my constant companion these days of late.

I fear night because I'm alone. I fear day because I'm not.

I fear sleep because I don't know what is there. I fear awake because I do.

"For [I] did not receive a spirit that makes [me] a slave again to fear, but [I] received the Spirit of sonship. And by him [I] cry, "Abba, Father." The Spirit himself testifies with [my] spirit that [I am] God's child..." (Romans 8:15-16, alterations mine)

Even me. Even I am Yours.

Keep me welled up in Your arms, keep me close to Your heart, on Your side. Be my Rock of Ages.