Jesus Makes Your Fear Small
Janine, my child, come and let us be still for this time and space. In stillness I fill you. In stillness you hear me through your hands. In stillness we are one with Jesus who carries us in this oneness. Take note of how hard it may feel to face me at this Tabernacle. Take note of fear, my child. Yet, my child, once you touch this Tabernacle all fear is washed away. Fear is old, very old. Fear can no longer stop you from braving through the fear to me. It is as if fear can only be fear when you give it matter. Tears wish to flow through you. Allow the tears to have voice, Janine, for they are tears of relief and not unbearable fear. Unbearable fear can hold you no longer for it has been made small. When you give to Jesus this burden of fear, He makes it smaller and smaller. One day, in God's timing, it shall cease. I show you how fear has been made small in this inch and moment. Take in the peace that replaces fear now. When the fear chases you, you now show patience ...