As soon as he saw me, he stood and started to run toward me. I started to run toward him too, shouting with all my soul. I was determined. This cry came from the deepest part of my being. It was a kind of survival instinct mixed with a sense of justice. I just exploded like a volcano and nothing was going to stop me. This dog had pushed me out of my natural reasoning.
I was tired of running away, tired of being bullied, tired of being afraid and I had made up my mind just on that morning.
I said to myself: “I’ll fight this dog! He might bite me again but I’ll hit him hard too, because this must stop now.”
It’s possible There is no fear in love. But perfect love drives out fear because fear has to do with punishment. The one who fears is not made perfect in love. 1 John 4:18 I remember when I was a child in the Caribbean, I was about 13 years old. I remember being literally terrorized by […]