God is really showing me how gentle He is. A picture: He’s holding my hand saying, “Let’s go into these dark places and not be afraid.” It’s given me taste of walking in freedom. God is looking after me, protecting me. He loves hanging out with me. The gentleness of a Father heart – gentle v. harsh. His voice getting clear; He repeats. He’s showing me the beauty of freedom – I do not need to be afraid. I can go forward, not alone, walking together, holding my hand.