There have been a lot of opportunities for me to feel fear throughout my life.

Scary health issues.

Scary potential futures.

Scary financial situations.

Scary social or political concerns.

Scary moments of personal growth.

But can I be honest?⁣

When the opportunities for fear have surrounded me, I feel like I’ve had a pretty peaceful life.⁣

I’ve felt a lot of stretching and growth.

I’ve gained new perspectives and refined priorities. ⁣

But I haven’t felt a lot of fear. ⁣

To be clear, I don’t say that with a sense of pride or superiority. ⁣

In fact, I am well aware that this is a special spiritual gift that I have, and I have been specifically told that.

But… there are still scary things.

And in those moments when I have felt that fear start to creep up, I have tried to turn to my Father in Heaven. ⁣

In humility, in meekness.

In love. ⁣

Loving my Heavenly Father is what casts out those little inklings of fear. ⁣

Loving my Savior is what transforms my fear to peace and confidence. ⁣

Fear isn’t a bad emotion to feel, but it’s honestly just not a feeling I want to indulge in very often.

I’m not perfect at it, but when I have been in my most desperate times, I have still been able to find moments of pure and perfect love.

Pure and perfect devotion to the Divine. ⁣

And I have found for myself that these moments of true, pure, perfect love for Heaven have cast out my fear.

“Behold, I speak with boldness, having authority from God; and I fear not what man can do; for perfect love casteth out all fear.” (Moroni 8:16)

Happy Studying!

-Cali Black

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