I'm a fighter.
I'm a dragon-slaying warrior princess.
I'm fearless and brave.
I'm a daughter of the King and an heir to the throne.
I have hope in all things because Jesus is who He says He is.
And I almost forgot all of that. I almost forgot that I have power and strength just by uttering His name - Jesus. I almost forgot that I knew how to fight for my heart and my life. That I was bold and courageous and was equipped with everything that I need to do what feels hard and scary.
I almost let fear take me out. Almost.
But then I remembered. And this warrior princess dusted off her sword and picked herself back up and got back in the trenches to fight. Because I can. Because He gives me the strength to.
And when I woke up this morning, I was oh so very sleepy and so very tired and wanted to stay in bed - but fear was gone. There was peace where there had been panic. There was calm where there was anxiety and I felt like me again. The real me that fear had paralyzed and had in its grip for far too long these last few months - she was looking back at me in the mirror this morning.
Perfect love casts out all fear.....