Peace Restrains Fear

Face-to-face with fear.  The armed and armored behemoth towers over the gentle shepherd boy cupping five stones in his hand.  The reluctant prophet beleaguered by aquatic acids.  The bent-down, faithful servant of the Most High sharing peaceful slumber as an angel harnesses the jaws.  Three friends who refuse to worship the gold fellowship in fire to emerge unscathed.  The God-Son’s hands caress the wood in his shop knowing it’s always about a far greater purpose.  To be complete, to be sound.  Shalom. Yahweh Shalom.

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Author: timewiththedivine

An INFJ, heavy on the introvert, who loves Jesus to the depths of my being. He is the Lover of my soul and completes me. Middle-age-ish, not sure what the parameters are for that. Married to the most wonderful man in the world for 35 years. Two amazing daughters. Two sweet granddaughters. Two spoiled Chipoos. My cup runneth over indeed.

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