Walking through your fear.
I was getting ready for bed, washing my face, patting it dry on the towel, and as I looked up, out of the blue, my greatest fear crossed my path.
A HUGE, and I mean HUGE butt cock roach scurried across my bathroom floor. My whole body tensed up and I stood paralyzed trying to take deep breaths. I don't know why roaches scare the heebie jeebies out of me, but they do. Seriously, what IS the point of roaches here on earth, I don't get it. He ran to the doorway and stood there glaring back at me with that "Catch me if you can" flicker of his antennaes, and I stood there analyzing my mission for attack. I slowly backed out of the other door of my bathroom and ran into the kitchen to grab my Hot Shot and ran to the bathroom doorway he once stood in, but when I returned, he was gone. Dangit! But I looked around and saw, he had made his way down the hall closer to my door that lead to the outside of my condo.
A ha! I could spray him out the door. So I began to spray, and cough and spray and cough, but instead of heading to the door, he circled around jumping in and out of my sprays down the hall. Clever little things they are. So finally, about to choke on the poison coming out of the can, I stopped spraying and stood there again frustrated trying to recalculate my plans. Then the quote popped in my head that my mom always says:
"Fear knocked at the door. Faith answered. And lo, no one was there."
So for Plan B, I decided to try to simply open the door to my condo to see if Mr. Fear With Antennaes would be attracted to the outside for an escape. And what do you know, he was. He surrendered and walked on his 4 or 8 or however many legs out my door without a fight.
After blogging about my fear of stage fright for my upcoming Pictage PartnerCon talk, my mom's neighbor sent me this verse:
"For God has not given us a spirit of fear, but of power, love and a sound mind." ~II Timothy 1:7
What fear is consuming you right now? How often are you and I guilty of trying to take matters into our own hands rather than giving our fears to the Lord. I encourage you to release it to the Lord and let His power, love and sound mind replace it. Just like my battle with the cockroach, open the door to your fear and let faith answer it.