His Sacrifice

Something hit me hard yesterday. I came to the realization that i shouldn't fear...... fear things that scare me... I'll clarify myself. Something as simple as a bump in the night can send me shivering under my covers. But then I realized that i don't have to fear. Now, yes, i should fear a crazed ax murderer or anyone running after me with something sharp ( or at least i think so). But it wasn't really a physical fear, one that could be dealt with a karate chop( or any form of defense for that matter). It was a fear in my mind, a fear of scarey things in the night... familiar spirits, i guess anything evil that someone ( you know who you are) kept bringing to the forefront of my mind. But yesterday i came to the realization that He can protect me from anything that may scare me. I had heard that before and even said it to myself but never really felt its comfort. But then I heard the words "I've (Him) seen the darker side of hell" in the song "Carry Me". Those words made me realize that He has seen and been through the worst and for lack of a better word, the scariest. That no matter what i see or hear in the night, that he's gone through much worse for me.... and rolling forward into this truth, that He felt the flames of hell for ME.