As far back as I have memory, I remember being afraid.
By the time I reached my twenties, I assumed that fearfulness was as much a part of my DNA as my dimples and brown hair. But as I read Scripture, that logic repeatedly unraveled. The first time I came across Gabriel’s exhortation to Zechariah, Mary and Joseph to “fear not,” I remember thinking, Not fearing is actually an option? I hadn’t realized I had a choice.
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