Today’s word: fear.
A couple of years ago, I slipped going down these stairs and whacked my back, hard. The spasms and bruises that followed had me in agony for days. I was back to normal within a couple of months, but the memory of that incident whispers in my ear almost every time I go down the stairs.
Is fear always the memory of pain? What do you think?
Sermons in Stones 
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February 19, 2016 at 5:47 pm
K.L. Allendoerfer
Ouch! I hope you are well again from that nasty fall.
I’d say that the memory of pain is one kind of fear, part of PTSD. But I think there are other kinds of fear as well, and it’s not always bad. Sometimes it’s a reasonable protection, the brakes on over-reaching and unnecessary or imprudent risk.
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February 19, 2016 at 6:58 pm
Amy Zucker Morgenstern
…for example, not trotting down the stairs in your suede slippers with the soles that are warn to slickness. Yes, I think you’re right. Fear is useful.
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March 15, 2016 at 9:41 am
Susan Zucker
For me fear means the unknown and not knowing what to expect. Often after an accident fear clicks in every time you were at that space or with the person but one learns to get past certain fears.
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