Like everyone else, I have fears from time to time. Sometimes daily. Biggest current fear is that America is changing and won't make it, will fall and can't get back up, freedoms lost forever.
The ways I try to lose fear are to be informed, run scenarios in my mind, and to be ready for anything I can imagine.
So, naturally, my biggest fear is the fear of the unknown.
Everyday, I wake up and one of my first thoughts is 'what can I do today to prove to myself and others that I will never become a pu**y. Then, I act. I do manly things. I do physical things that increase my strength and agility. This helps give me even more confidence, and gives me a knowing that I can defend myself and family if needed. I spend a lot of time watching and studying MMA to pick up on more fighting skills and techniques (Thanks to Pluto TV)
Some days I fail myself.
I don't let neighbors, friends, or acquaintances know what my abilities are as far fighting skills, but I will help protect some of them if needed. I am confident that with my hands, feet or elbows, I can maim, disable, or KO almost anyone in 2 strikes or less. On long walks I do not carry, driving anywhere I do carry.
I am concerned about a golden horde scenario where a person, family, and neighborhood can be overwhelmed quickly and the bad guys win quickly due to sheer numbers.
I am confident that I have a loving Savior who loves and protects me much more than I ever realize. Looking back on life, amazing things has happened which I realized afterward most of time, that I had a guardian Angel protecting me. Once, the Angel used an audible loud voice to save me from a head on collision, just before a truck coming towards me veered into my lane. Great moment, as my wife didn't hear a thing.
Since I feel fairly ready, Why do I question that God will be there for me in the coming troubled times? Is my faith lacking? I do not know. I think I have enough faith, but I have doubts at times. That scares me. My thoughts about my relationship with him being strong enough, puts questions in my head. Probably just undefeated fear. While I do believe that God will have safe places for his people to go to, will I hear? Will I listen if I do hear? Another fear; fear that I will be stubborn.