Take a sentence from the psalms, or one of the Gospels, and write a half-page journal entry about what this sentence means right now, in your own life. For instance, the first line of Psalm 11: “Blessed is the man that feareth the Lord; he hath great delight in his commandments.” Forget, for the moment, the use of “man” and “he” and “his.” Remember that man is a generic word, meaning both male and female. Read the words with ourselves in mind: “Blessed are we who fear the Lord; we will have great delight in God’s commandments.” What kind of fear is the psalmist talking about? What kind of fear leads to delight? Not cringing, demeaning fear. Awe, perhaps. Amazement at the wonder of a star trembling into being in a darkening sky. Wonder at the greeting of a friend: “Oh, it’s you! I’m so glad to see you!” Marvel at the love surrounding a single dinner table as we hold hands for the blessing of the gathering and the food. That kind of “fear” causes us to desire with our whole heart to keep God’s commandments, for they are there for our delight.