In My Words: Fear
There was a season in my life when I could have made you quite a long list detailing my fears.
I was afraid of the dark.
I was afraid of the basement--yeah, creepy. I even told my husband we wouldn't own a house with a basement. (We do.)
I was afraid of Vincent Price movies. (Have you ever seen The Pit and the Pendulum?)
I was afraid of failing. As if I could avoid that!
I was afraid . . . well, you get the idea.
And then it got to the point that I was afraid I'd be controlled by fears for the rest of my life.
Something had to change.
And something did.
I began a relationship with my very patient, very understanding Creator, and as the Psalmist says, "I called upon the Lord and He answered me and delivered me from all my fears." (Psalm 34:4)
This doesn't mean God let me opt-out of scary situations. In fact, I found myself facing things I never imagined. But now I know I don't have to face them alone. God is with me.
Basements? No problem.
Vincent Price movies? I'll pass.
Fear--well, the reality is life is scary sometimes. I've learned it's okay to admit I'm afraid. I know where to run in the dark times.
My God, my rock, in whom I take refuge ... "