By Monica C. Voskamp
Fear is a god.
That’s who I have worshiped
My subconscious has known this long,
My inner being has protested, strong.
It stuns me to admit
all this religion has been wrong,
Fear is a god
And one I knew well.
It all makes sense,
I didn’t know love
I didn’t know God.
I knew fear.
I knew fear
I’m stunned and appalled.
Appalled at myself
Appalled at the church.
We got it catastrophically wrong,
the very fundamentals of who is God,
Was exchanged for a lie, a fraud.
I grew up in a cult not church.
I grew up in lies not truth.
I grew up under fear not God.
It relieves me very much that I bear the name of love.
It’s in my name, my DNA,
The reminder of who is God.
I bear a name I’m proud to own
A name that forever hails the truth: Love.
Fear isn’t God,
Love is God.
Always believe. Always hope. Always love. 💕
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