My victory over fear began when I opened my front door. I got lost on my last walk, but God wouldn’t allow me to hide in my house. First, He pushed me out of the house, then on an airplane, and I flew to New York City to train with my beautiful guide dog, Iva.
That might not sound huge to you, but for a blind woman held in bondage to fear, it was immense.
Now I have an adorable furry companion, who keeps me laughing. I exceled in independence, and I still see God opening doors in the future.
We fight from a point of victory, but if we don’t stand firm, we will allow the enemy to exert power over us that he never had.