Face Your Fears

Summary

The text is a poignant reflection on perseverance through darkness and despair, culminating in a transformative moment of hope and enlightenment.

Abstract

The narrative begins with a person gazing out the window 500 times, yearning for the sunrise amidst a sky filled with stars and an intense darkness. The prolonged wait for dawn leads to questions about the arrival of daybreak and fears of perpetual darkness. Amidst this struggle, a calm voice reassures the individual that the wait will be over soon. The text conveys the depth of the narrator's despair, with a troubled soul and a spirit quaking in fear, questioning who will deliver them. The presence of an unseen voice provides comfort, affirming companionship through trials, and eventually, a great light appears, symbolizing hope and the promise of eternal life, dispelling fear as dawn arrives. The text concludes with an encouragement to hold fast to faith, as weeping may last through the night, but joy comes with the morning.

Opinions

The author expresses a profound sense of hope despite facing prolonged darkness and despair.
There is a strong belief in the power of faith and an unseen presence to provide comfort and strength during times of trial.
The text suggests that distress and various trials are temporary and that joy and relief are forthcoming.
The transformation from fear to joy is a central theme, emphasizing the importance of resilience and the endurance of hope.
The narrative reflects on the existential dread of the unknown and the reassurance found in spiritual guidance.

Never Lose Hope, fight the bastard

500 times I looked through the windows hoping to see the sunrise.

I beheld the sky, behold it was full of stars and the shadow of darkness was intense.

When shall the dawn come, how long shall I wait?

I heard a still calm voice saying “just a little while”.

How long shall I wait for the cock crow?

What if the day never break,

What if the utter darkness abounds forever.

What happens to the morning rose and the cool breeze of the day?

My soul was deeply troubled, and my spirit quaked. Who shall deliver my soul?

My brain was frozen and my tears were dried.

I could hear and feel the turbulence in my veins.

Here appears again that still voice with transient relief and comfort.

I heard again “be still and know we are many that are with you. In this, you greatly rejoice, even though now for a little while, if necessary, you have been distressed by various trials. But now I’m with you”.

I said to the unseen voice, “show me your figure, my soul is deeply grieved, to the point of death; remain here and keep watch with Me.”

Suddenly I beheld a great light as in a flash of lightning. Life was gone out of me and I was beside myself. This time no longer a still voice but one as of a troubled ocean. “I’m he that was dead yet am alive and behold I live forevermore. Fear, not the dawn is here”

Let us hold fast the profession of our faith without wavering, for he’s faithful that has promised. Weeping may endure for the night but joy comes in the morning…

Face Your Fears

Never Lose Hope, fight the bastard

Keep your hope alive…