To: Fear


You’ve been in my life for long enough.  You flip my stomach and spin my head.  You drown my hope and blind my eyes.  You blur my vision of my destiny and choke me with your lies.

I’m done with you.

We’re through.

You are no longer welcome in my life.  GO.  NOW.

I hereby deny you access to my heart.  My thoughts are no longer in your domain.  I extricate myself from your rule and declare you have no place on the throne of my heart.  You will not be receiving any more of my attentions.  I’m unsubscribing from your mailing list.  I’m unfollowing your lead.

I’m serving you notice: you are evicted from my life, and if you ever return, you will be charged with trespassing on property that belongs to The Most High King.

You can take worry and anxiety with you too.  They are officially written out of the story of my life.

I also want you to know that I’ll be on high alert should you try and mess with me or any of my friends and family.  You’re not welcome in their lives either.  Your time is up.  GET.  OUT.


I’m on the side of victory.  And I’m standing firm.

So go ahead and tremble.  You’ve already lost the war.

I’m going to have a marvelous life without you.

An abundant life.

I won’t miss you.

Please have no doubt I say all of this with the utmost sincerity,

love first, love well, love anyway-4

By Callie Susanna

I'm a writer who publishes my thoughts on the life I'm living, literature I'm reading, and God I'm serving. Psalm 27:4 One thing I ask from the Lord, this only do I seek: that I may dwell in the house of the Lord all the days of my life, to gaze on the beauty of the Lord and to seek him in his temple.

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