By- R.D. Jess
Was it fear that always held me back from what I love the most. Was I trapped like everyone else in a world of expectations I could never hold. When I trace the pattern of my past world, I see the habits blind to my own soul. How many decision where made based off of the people who knew what they wanted to be and what they wanted for their own. Things I did to ovoid the sinking teeth of this violent world. It only left me feeling alone. Uncertain I walk into the shoes that never fit my toes. I felt as if I was invaded by another host. The fear of man had me controlled. A person would only ask me a question and then I felt as if it was something to uphold. They would say what they liked something and I took the fools gold. Every part of me was contaminated, leaving me confused to who was in control. Seeking who I was I felt like I would never know. There was always a feeling of not being whole. I was under chains, I could never find the key hole. It no longer holds me, I found my soul. I gave God my all, He’s in charge of the remote control. No longer stuck in a loop hole.
Fear of man makes you a slave, While the fear of God does the same.
What maters is the master, fear of man ends in disaster. God is never a disaster, He is more than a perfect scoutmaster. He is not some actor, or an evil crafter. With Him moments turn to Joyous laughter, whether or not he gives me a answer. Fearing Him has moved me on to a new chapter, a life of greener pastures. Where He leads me by still waters, I am no longer battered. Are you a slave to what matters or to a disaster? Are you living it up, feeling like you have all the answers? Sure you don’t need to have all that answered, but what are you really after? Our fears make us a slave, we’ll have to answer them in our graves. Just remember this… what matters is the master.