Those are the last words of a Bible verse that I have pretty much leaned on for the better part of my life. A verse that my mom taught my sister and me very early on.
When I woke up this morning, I realized I didn't remember anything about it all except for these last words. I had to google for the entire thing.
"For God hath not given us the spirit of fear; but of power, and of love, and of a sound mind." - 2 Timothy 1:7
When I was around 5 or 6, we used to walk to this grocery store/supermarket. As far as I can remember, although it was a long walk, it was an enjoyable one.
Until when we had to pass that great big house with gigantic gates you can't see through except for the bottom part where there were grills. That house (unbeknownst to me then, it was the house of the principal of the high school I was going to attend) had tons of dogs (at least it sounded that way to me) which barked as if they were going to ravage everyone who passed by.
Although the gates looked solid, I believed that dogs would get out through the spaces at the bottom and come at us.
I can't begin to describe the fear that coursed through my veins.
That's when my mom taught us the verse, asked us to memorize it, and had us repeating it over and over again till we got past the house.
Thinking back, I cannot count the times when that verse got me through moments of fear.
This morning, I felt weird and sad at the same time.
The fears I have faced in the past several years are of a different kind, but the verse surely still applies.
And yet, I have forgotten about it perhaps in the last 7 years or so.
I don't know why the last phrase came to mind as I was having my first coffee this morning, but it did.