Today’s sermon is about fear… It’s about the right way to fear, and the wrong way to fear. Let me ask you an uncomfortable question: When was the last time fear got the best of you? What was it? You know that slogan, “Faith over Fear”? Honestly I can’t stand it. It looks great on mugs & T-shirts, but if we’re honest… real life is more complicated. I mean I get it. But If fear was something you could conquer with a slogan, why do we still lose sleep, pace the floor, or pray through anxious tears? So what do we do when fear seems like it's winning? Does that mean we are failing as Christians? What if fear isn’t a sign you’re weak, but a reminder that you’re human? What if the moment fear rises isn’t a moment of defeat, but a moment to remember you desperately need a Savior? The fact is, following Jesus was never supposed to be some kind of nonstop victory parade. I call that fantasy theology. Most of us don’t live on the mountaintop. Most of us live in the valley between fear and faith, waiting and trembling, asking God for strength. See, I don’t think fear is our problem. Misplaced fear is. Fear that has been distorted, disordered, and directed at the wrong thing, that’s the issue. That’s why this sermon matters. Because every one of us face real moments where something stands in front of us that’s bigger than we are, and totally outside our control. And it’s in those moments that God does His deepest work.