Fear Into Faith

In my dreams

I am running,

and when I wake

I ask myself,

“Who was I running from?”

And then God whispers

to me in that breath

between sleep and woke,

when He knows

I can hear Him best,

You are asking

the wrong question.

Not—

Who am I running from?

But—

Who am I running to?

And just like that

a nightmare turns,

and hope slips

free from the darkness.

Fear turns into faith.

And I am ready

to embrace the day.

Amen.