Fear

"When I was a younger man, I used to go out with the fishing boats now and then, drawn chiefly by my love for the boy who earned his own bread that way before he was in his teens. One night we were caught in a terrible storm and had to stand out to sea in the pitch of dark. He was not then fourteen. 'can you let a boy like that steer?' I said to the captain. 'Yes, a boy like that's just the right kind,' he answered, 'Malcolm'll steer as straight as a porpoise because there's no fear of the sea in him.' When the boy was relieved, he crept over to where I sat. 'You're not afraid, Malcolm?' I asked. 'Afraid?' he rejoined with some surprise, 'I wouldn't want to hear the Lord say, "O you of little faith!" 'But,' I persisted, 'God may mean to drown you.' 'And why not?' He returned. 'If you were to tell me I might be drowned without His meaning it, then I should be frightened enough.' Believe me, my lady, the right way is simple to find, though only they that seek it can find it."—George MacDonald

Fear is inevitable, what you must choose is who, or what, you fear? Fear God.
God, make perfect Thy love in us that we may be fearless.