I’ve been thinking a lot about fear lately.
It’s probably because I’m at such a crossroads in life, that I start remembering each and every inhibition embedded into my mind and soul, past and present.
I’m afraid that I’m not cut out for a 9-5 life.
I’m afraid of having bad health for the rest of my life.
I’m afraid that I’ll make a bad wife or mother someday.
I’m afraid that my body will never look exactly the way I want it to.
I’m afraid of losing everyone close to me.
Most of these fears could be considered highly irrational. Scratch that, all of them.
Why do each and every one of us fear something, great or small? We’re human. Fear is an extremely human element. We are meant to experience it at some point (if not at many points) in our lives on earth.
Our fears are tailored to fit us and our hearts “perfectly.”
When my brother was little he was so afraid of the simplest things (love ya, you punk). There was many a night that he refused to go to sleep because he was afraid that he’d wake up the next morning blind. We had to explain to him that he couldn’t just suddenly become blind in his sleep, but he was convinced — body and soul — that it would happen to him.
Needless to say, he grew out of it.
But don’t wait to just “grow out of” your fears. Take it from a girl who does a lot of growing up on a daily basis. You most likely are always going to be afraid of something. The key is to not let it overtake you.
“Fear thou not; for I am with thee: be not dismayed; for I am thy God: I will strengthen thee; yea, I will help thee; yea, I will uphold thee with the right hand of my righteousness.” (Isaiah 4:10)
It is simple. So, so simple.
We so often let our fears swallow us, and we can’t see the Lord standing right beside us. He is so ready to wipe away our tears, and with them, everything we are afraid of.
Don’t be afraid to take His hand.