I don't mean to brag but I'm like really, really good at fearing. Like expert level. Fear olympian, here! I fear things LIKE IT'S MY JOB. My entire, I LITERALLY MEAN ENTIRE, life has been stamped with battling fear. As a young tot I was afraid of everything as small as bugs (yeah, even butterflies), mannequins, any type of conflict, watching the news, and my greatest fear... death.
My fear came in the form of dwelling on "what ifs". It came in the form of comparison or fear of rejection. It came to steal my joy. It came to cripple me and bury me. Fear came to suffocate and paralyze me. It came in the form of instant terror and nausea. Fear came and lingered in my depression and anxiety. It came in the nightmares. It came in the daytime. Fear invaded my thoughts, my beliefs, and my spirit. For God did not give me a spirit of fear or timidity, but of power, love, and self-discipline. (2 Timothy 1:7)Read More