A series of unfortunate events I encountered while heading to church last Friday left me the bitter taste of abandonment. I guess it doesn’t take big life tragedies to make us, or at least me, sense loss and taste fear. It could simply be a list of wrong choices made that led to the difficult circumstances that evening, but at the moment of confusion, I could almost feel Jesus’ sentiments when He was at the cross. Helpless. I hate that feeling. 

I need the fear of the Lord; to be terrified to be outside of the world/ presence/ protection of Jesus.