Being the queen of fear, I have learned that I need to, again and again, "feel the fear but do (what I fear) it anyway!"
If my fear prevents me from "doing" something, I feel horrible. When I step through it, I win.
I just got off a weekend retreat with 388 women. Last evening, I was called by name (I was in the audience) by the, on stage, performing musician to do an interpretive dance. This was unplanned . . . the song was unfamiliar . . . he simply trusted I could do this "spontaneously". I crawled under the table, in my mind, as those around me were encouraging me, in and thru the power of the Holy Spirit, to do as I was asked! ( I had had done two others and they assumed a third would be no big deal for me! Outside my organized comfort zone, I was paralyzed. Not doing it, would have meant "me giving in to fear" . . . and not trusting the Giver of my gift.
For love of "my brother" and in obedience to God, I did it. I can't say that I, personally, "felt" joy . . . but by the show of tears/reaction of the attending women, there was JOY!
J esus
O thers
Y ou
For the joy of it, we have to keep coming out of the closets fear keep us in.
On Feb 10, 2013 a wrote :
If my fear prevents me from "doing" something, I feel horrible. When I step through it, I win.
I just got off a weekend retreat with 388 women. Last evening, I was called by name (I was in the audience) by the, on stage, performing musician to do an interpretive dance. This was unplanned . . . the song was unfamiliar . . . he simply trusted I could do this "spontaneously". I crawled under the table, in my mind, as those around me were encouraging me, in and thru the power of the Holy Spirit, to do as I was asked! ( I had had done two others and they assumed a third would be no big deal for me! Outside my organized comfort zone, I was paralyzed. Not doing it, would have meant "me giving in to fear" . . . and not trusting the Giver of my gift.
For love of "my brother" and in obedience to God, I did it. I can't say that I, personally, "felt" joy . . . but by the show of tears/reaction of the attending women, there was JOY!
J esus
O thers
Y ou
For the joy of it, we have to keep coming out of the closets fear keep us in.
Always LOVE!