Fear and Faith Are Intrinsical


Is it really always a matter of ‘Faith verses Fear’? I don’t think so… I still remember as a young boy, the first time I stood on the end of the high diving board at my neighborhood swimming pool. After staring down at the water below for several moments, I turned around and forced the entire line of people behind me to climb back down the ladder so I could go back to the shallow end for awhile, and muster up a lot more courage. I was afraid as I stood way up there, but at the same time I knew I had enough faith in myself to ultimately take that first plunge.

I would venture that the same thing will be true when I have to go through that ‘Final Door’ in life. It’s ‘Fear of the unknown’, and all the faith in the world, wont stop the ‘head rush’, of that final breath, anymore than the rush of dropping off the top of the roller coaster does… simply because you’re leaving the safety of the ‘Known’ goodbye.

The reality is that ‘Faith and Fear’ are really just brother and sister. You can have loads of faith in yourself, others and God, but if you have absolutely no fear in your mind, even when danger is possible or likely… then there’s a distinct possibility you’ve got a screw loose.

All mentally healthy people have what is called, “The Fight or Flight” instinct, which God Himself put there for us, and the longer you live, and the wiser you become, the more you come to lean on that very attribute for sound guidance.

If you’re on safari for your next vacation, and one afternoon a ferocious lion is charging straight at you, and your friend who saw it coming way off in the distance is already high up in the tree, holding a vine for you, are you going grab hold of it and be pulled to safety, or are you going to stand there and say, “OH, nice kitty kitty. I’ll bet it’s one of Jesus’s pet lions. You know, the one that’s always laying next to that lamb all the time.”?

Even if your a Christian… should you choose the latter, it’s probably already too late, but you seriously need to seek some counseling, because the part of that brain that God gave you, appears to be malfunctioning.

Jesus had faith and fear simultaneously. In spite of His perfect faith, He had grown quite accustom to the sensory experiences of physical life, and if you don’t think He was also one very frightened man the night before His crucification, you are most mistaken. The fact is, He was sweating blood from His forehead He was so frightened, and that’s called ‘hematidrosis’, which occurs in battle, when a person is suffering extreme levels of stress, and acknowledges imminent death is at hand.

Read again what He said on that fateful night, as He fervently prayed while waiting the inevitable;
“Father, if you are willing, please don’t make me drink from this cup (fear). But do what you want (faith), not what I want.”
Luke 22:42

And that right there is ‘Fear’ and ‘Faith’ at the same time… I guarantee it!


The House with Golden Windows

The story tells of a little boy who would look across the sprawling meadows outside his house every morning, and see in the distance a house with golden windows. He would stare and revel in the radiant beams streaming his way from far off. He asked his father one day if they could visit the house with the golden windows. The father obliged, and they started to walk. They walked until they approached the house. The young lad stood perplexed.

He saw no windows of gold… But a little girl inside, saw them staring at her home and came out to ask if they were looking for something. “Yes,” replied the boy, “I wanted to see the house with the golden windows that I see every morning.” “Oh, you’ve come to the wrong place,” she quickly said. “If you wait here a little while until sunset, I will show you the house with the golden windows that I see every evening.” She then pointed to a house in the distance… the home of the little boy.
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So we go through life, looking out of the windows of our own experience, dreaming of a golden window in the distance, but when we look through the windows of the soul, we realize that those distant golden windows do not exist. We see gold, only because of the way the light catches our earthly dwellings at different times of our experience, at different times in our lives.

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The Gulistan of Saadi


I never lamented about the vicissitudes of time, or complained of the turns of fortune, except on the occasion when I was barefooted and unable to procure slippers. But when I entered the great mosque of Kufah with a sore heart, and beheld a man without feet, I offered thanks to the bounty of God, consoled myself for my want of shoes and recited, “A roast fowl is to the sight of a satiated man, less valuable than a blade of fresh grass on the table; and to him who has no means nor power… a burnt turnip is a roasted fowl.”
Excerpt from the Gulistan, or “Rose Garden” by, Saʿdī

Saadi wrote that around 1259CE in Persia which is now now Iran.


Taking a few minutes to just sit quietly and ponder such ancient words of wisdom like this helps me see a much clearer picture of the state of humanity throughout the ages. Everyone should do it.

In my estimation, the ancient world was more civilized than we are now, even though we read the history of war and conquest, those wars were all fought via hand to hand combat, and simple weaponry like bows and arrows, and spears. In this respect, they were actually well contained.

Now, we have attained the ability to end all life on earth. On top of that, the seekers of knowledge are diminishing, while the seekers of chaos are growing exponentially. My reasoning for this surmounting phenomenon is that it has everything to do with both the dwindling of the ‘family unit’ while synchronously, the perpetuation of the misguided.
Douglas L. Duncan