Confession of fear

Fear weakens me
But it is a fear of things that hold no eternal significance,
the outcomes of which can only be worked out in this life
It is this kind of fear that roots itself in my life and begins to extend itself, stretching out its twisted arms like an unwanted creeper through my existence until it starts to cast a shadow over my soul
My soul aches for You God
for Your light to pierce the darkness and fill me with Your joy and peace again
for the fire of Your Spirit to burn away what should not be there and equip me and fill me to live for You
In all my human weakness
in all that i may not be but wish i was
this is my desire!