Is there any greater topic at a meeting than fear? I really should honor the concept by using capitals: FEAR. Maybe add a few exclamation points and italics: FEAR!!! That looks better; a lot more appropriate for a word that " touches about every aspect of our lives. It is an evil and corroding thread; the fabric of our existence is shot through with it." Not too much equivocal in that definition. No gray areas there. Nothing subtle to dance around as we like to do.
Fear causes about all of the problems that there are. It's interesting how in our official inventory process that the Third Column -- the "affects my" column -- always includes the word fear. It's hard to misinterpret that. I like to dress up my fears in fancy clothes: manly anger; dramatic depression; fierce resentments. The fact of the matter is that I get afraid and then I react. I'm afraid that I'm not going to get something that I want or that something I have is going to be taken away. I'm afraid that God isn't going to take care of me today. I'm afraid that things aren't going to work out.
I could talk for hours about fear. I can barely hold a two minute conversation about gratitude.
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