When I get up in the middle of the night, I walk very gingerly around the room, never quite certain if I've left something in the middle of the floor that wasn't a problem when the lights were on. In the dark, it's far more treacherous. Turn on the lights, and after the adjustment, I can walk very, very differently.
The same is true of our walk with Christ. We walk carefully in the dark, for danger lurks with every step. However, when we're covered in grace and mercy, we can be confident, because we don't have to be afraid. We discern the best next step, but rather than live in anxiety, we can trust in the love and perfection of Christ that has claimed us. We no longer belong to fear. We are Christ's, and in Him we are safe.
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