No fear

I generally don’t have much trouble sleeping. No conscience, to quote my Dad, who I’m sure meant to say that he had a clean conscience. This morning, though, I woke up around 4:00 after having a strange dream. I couldn’t get back to sleep, so I eventually got up and did some reading. I came across this in part of my guided prayer time:

Once you have rid yourself of the fear of the oppressor, his prisons, his police, his army, there is nothing much they can do to you. You are free. (Nelson Mandela)

Kind of reminds me of something Jesus said. A lot of us probably spend way too much time worrying about being hurt by others. Mandela’s quote was a pretty good kick in the pants, even if the kick was received a little too early for my taste.