It has been with some trepidation that I began to explore the roots of my faith, Protestant tradition and the Roman Catholic Church. It has all along been “working out your faith with fear and trembling.”
And then there’s this, from George MacDonald’s The Princess and Curdie:
At last, in a gorgeously painted gallery, he saw a curtain of crimson, and on the curtain a royal crown wrought in silks and stones. He felt sure this must be the king’s chamber, and it was here he was wanted; or, if it was not the place he was bound for, something would meet him and turn him aside; for he had come to think that so long as a man wants to do right he may go where he can: when he can go no farther, then it is not the way. ‘Only,’ said his father, in assenting to the theory, ‘he must really want to do right, and not merely fancy he does. He must want it with his heart and will, and not with his rag of a tongue.’ So he gently lifted the corner of the curtain, and there behind it was a half-open door. He entered, and the moment he was in….
Or as Professor James Maloney from Christ For The Nations said:
Your protection from deception is your intimacy with Jesus and not your fear of being deceived.