All Fear Is Gone
I had three experiences between my childhood and teens that taught me about how God can work through music. This is one. When I was a child, I was terrified ... of a lot of things. The dark. Heights. A bomb being dropped on us. (You want irrational?! I had it! This particular fear, by the way, began after reading a WWII novel set in China. The novel was for 9-12 year olds, but I was probably 8.) That first fear -- the dark -- was about to become more than a little problematic in my pre-teen years. We used to let our dog into the house for the night, to keep him from barking at the moon. At night, an old, ratty comforter was spread over the floor for him. In the daytime, it was folded up and hung up on a clothesline. A clothesline that happened to be closer to the woods than the house. It wasn't actually that far from the house -- we lived on a one-acre plot back then, and so when it was dark, and...