Fear: Lions & Tigers & Bears OH MY!

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Ok so I've been guilty and haven't posted in a while, and trust me, it's not because I'm not inspired, it's just because I haven't had the time. But the other day I was reading my devotional and I had a point hit me really hard, so I thought I'd share.

Have you ever heard somebody say that you should "fear God"? I've heard it all of my life and I have never quite understood it. To fear something is to be afraid of something in my vocabulary. But when I think of God, I think of someone strong, mighty, someone who is always there for me and will always always relieve my stress when I feel like the world is caving in. And that description sounds more like a comforting family dog than someone I should be afraid of.

But then the other day when I was reading my devotion, it said that you are not supposed to fear God or be afraid of Him, because if we were afraid of him we wouldn't talk to him daily, we wouldn't want to be around him, and we definitely wouldn't want to get close to him. Instead, we should fear losing our relationship with God. We should fear not being close to God. Its a fear of not knowing God and a fear of not sharing God with others. We should fight daily so we do not lose that closeness with God. I know I wouldn't want to wander this world alone without someone by my side, because I would forever be fearful.

I hope you got something out of this. You don't have to agree, but I enjoyed this take on fearing God, it made sense to me...

 Have a Happy New Year!

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