The next time you are afraid, ask it “why?”
Don’t act. Don’t move. Don’t fix. Don’t save.
Instead, feel the fear. Breathe it. Find it pulsing in you bones like an energy.
There, burning in your fear, but not driven by it, learn the message for your soul: the clarity of your weakness.
This is ferocious hope. This is potent insight. This is heavenly knowledge.
To know your fear is to know your idol or your God.
To know your weakness is to know where to strengthen.
But you can’t learn any of this while running from a tiger…
Till angel cry and trumpet sound,