The rhetorical question David sets forth for me echoes in the distance of my heart. I incline my ear for a response… 1 second… 10 seconds… Nothing.
Who is it? Where are all the things i should fear? Will i fear men? Will I fear poverty? Will i fear loss?
Will i fear my boss? The worst he can do is fire me, and Christ has promised: “I will never leave you nor forsake you”.
Will i fear my friends? Even when Christ has called me personally from
darkness into His marvelous light? When he counts me righteous by his blood? My standing with him will never change, even when my standing with others will.
Will i be afraid of those who can take house, car, and material possessions? Even when He said: “Who shall separate us from the love of Christ? Shall tribulation, or distress, or persecution, or famine, or nakedness, or danger, or sword?… For I am sure that neither death nor life, nor angels nor rulers, nor things present nor things to come, nor powers, nor height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God in Christ Jesus our Lord.”
Whom shall I fear?