It’s easy to be fearless until you’re staring down the lion’s throat.
The thing about blank pages is that there are no limits. No limits but yourself. Yet that limit keeps us from dropping so much as a blob of ink on the page for fear that a blob out of place will send our lives into a downward spiral.
The future is our darkest enemy. It has no face, shows only its back, and is hidden by a cloud, darkly.
The future could keep us from doing anything, unless we choose to be fearless.
There are lions in the streets, we cry. But we are the lions.
But God shuts the lion’s mouths. We can walk unafraid. I can walk unafraid. No matter what happens, no matter the headlines, no matter the lions, I can walk toward the future and they won’t bite me.
Fear silences us, but faith lets us sing.