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I don't know how many of you have ever experienced fear...actually I know all of you at one point have been afraid of something. I can remember being scared several times as a kid. What was your response when you were scared? Did you stick your chest out stand up and yell at whatever was scaring you (whether that was the boogeyman, spiders, monsters under your bed, or clowns...hopefully you didn't yell at clowns), or did you run and find someone to help you make it through this horrible episode? I remember a couple of time running to the two people I knew would protect me: my parents. In fact, I can remember vividly when I was scared holding my mom or my dad's hand because even at my weakest moment when I had been scared almost to the point of peeing in my diapers/spider-man underwear I knew I would find safety with them. I think back to how invincible I thought my parents were when I was a kid. I knew that nothing could touch me when I was with them. Do you remember ever feeling like this? And, like I said, for some reason it was when I was holding their hand I felt most secure. I think that was because just the act of holding someone's hand lets you know they are there and they are walking with you. However, let's exit out of our childhood and come back to today. Can you think of a time recently when you were afraid? Maybe it wasn't about monsters under your bed...maybe it was still clowns though. Maybe you were afraid about a grade in a class you don't like or just can't do lik Math, English (John Jackson) or Biology (or any other class). Maybe you heard your boyfriend or girlfriend might break up with you. Maybe your parents have been fighting a lot. Maybe a friend is really sick. There are a million maybes that are probably happening to each of you. But the question now is: where do we run? We know our parents aren't invincible and our friends are definitely not the cure all to our fears and worries. So where do we go? Read Isaiah 41:13 with me...