The opposite of hot is cold.
The opposite of big is little.
The opposite of up? Down.
The opposite of wrath?
The opposite of alchoholism?
The opposite of something is that which neutralizes it. Holiness eradicates sin in our life, all kinds of sin, without number or exception; the all-consuming holiness of God, as we draw near, burns like a fire those cords of sin that bind and entangle us.
But fear? Ah, fear is such a different animal that holiness alone is not the answer. Holiness can cause us to walk in freedom from sin, but can we walk in freedom from fear through holiness alone?
Christ understands fear so very well…He wept from the dread of what drew near to Him in the Garden of Gethsemane…He does not look down upon us in judgement and loathing when we fear. He understands the trembling, the sweating, the grip of unknown horror that makes it hard to breathe…
He is there, in it. With us. That is His promise. To be with us, always, through every trial, holding our every gasping breath in His hand, and never letting go.
This is the promise of the Love we have in Him.
The only remedy for fear is to press nearer to Him. We cannot by our own strength of will push the fear away. We cannot wish it away. We cannot hate it away. We cannot deny it away.
We press closer, guileless as children hiding in their mother’s apron, fearful, needing more of Him, who is Love, by name and nature: LOVE.
We fear because we doubt. We fear because we cannot comprehend the kind of love that He waits to pour out upon us…we think it is a pale, puny thing like our own. Variable. Shifting. Dependent. Conditional. But His love is a torrent, a conflagration, an unquenchable, terrifying glory that seeks to consume us.
His Love is, of Itself, fearful to us. It means the death of us. It wants to destroy all that we have built to protect us, to leave us vulnerable and exposed. To shine the full power of Its nuclear power upon our raw and bleeding souls and transform them into something entirely different.
Perhaps because It is so ultimately fearsome, it alone contains the power to engulf our small, fierce fears.
Press in…He is calling…He is reaching…press in just a little more, every day…past the doubt and pain and discouragement and voices…press in, and do not stop. Be engulfed, and in so doing, be perfected.
There is no fear in love; but perfect love casts out fear, because fear involves punishment, and the one who fears is not perfected in love.
We love, because He first loved us.
1 John 4:18-19