This is my dog Roxy, last winter in our backyard, growling, snarling and attacking snowflakes. To look at her with those sharp dog teeth, you'd think she is fearless, powerful and brave; but, the truth is, Roxy suffers from severe bouts of fear occasionally.
We live in a world driven by fear. Psychologists say that there are at least 2, 000 different [human] fears, but we are born with only two (loud noises and the fear of falling). Supposedly, all other fears are learned behavior and for our own reasons we learn to become afraid of Ebola, gun violence, snakes, human trafficking, war, cancer, clowns...
Learned behavior or not, there are some scary things out there. I believe there is evil seen and unseen, and it doesn't matter if you are a follower of Jesus or a follower of Mickey Mouse, you will experience times of fear that will have you bolting doors, closing curtains, checking locks, washing your hands, dialing frantically, reaching for mace/ammo/the baseball bat next to your bed, or falling to your knees in prayer. Did you know that fear is so real that in the Bible God commands us to "fear not" 365 times?
In the past, I've shared with you how I'm afraid of bears even though, according to some, it's an irrational fear. While thinking about this fear thing, I was reminded of a conversation I had with my husband. I told him about the time I was a girl scout camping in Yellowstone, and how upon entering the park we were given the customary pamphlets and instructions on what to expect, what we might encounter, and how to respond. The bear pamphlet meant nothing to me, until one evening after the sun had gone down one of the girls in my cabin proceeded to tell us that bears could smell blood, and that if any one of us was on our period, the bears would search out that girl, and kill her, and everyone else. WHAT?! I was on my period and I spent the rest of the week sleepless, fearful and fretting, especially when we moved from our cabins to flimsy, shabby, little tents. Oh my Lord. I still tremble at the thought.
Not long ago, my pastor had us take a close look at the source of fear and what we can do to have freedom from our fears. He called it "The Fearless Life". Let's talk about it tomorrow.
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