As far as I can see, there are two types of fear, the life-sustaining type, and the life draining type. No one would dispute that fear is a necessary reaction to a real danger, but neither would many claim that they have never experienced a fear that they would have been better off without.
When I look at my life, I am saddened by the number of times that my fear has drained me. Living in fear is like trying to travel from point A to B, waist deep in honey. I can be tempted to commend myself for undertaking the journey at all; for being determined to reach the goal, even though the honey is deep and sticky. We like to think that those who push on through fear are truly brave, but as I look to the Scriptures, I find it hard to sustain that view.
The imperative “do not fear” resounds throughout the pages of the Bible. Rather than commending myself for pushing forward through the honey, I need to admit that it didn’t need to be there at all.
If we have the Spirit of God, which is not a Spirit of fear, then the stark reality is that we have the power to overcome. As I look back, I must admit that on those occasions when I waded, exhausted, through fear, I was not living in the Spirit of faith. Faith would have allowed me to step out of the honey, and walk freely forward.