There are times when we are all afraid, to face the next year, next week, next day or the next hart beat. We all live with fear, how we handle it is up to us. But with out God the fear can consume us. Some, it eats them up and they change. Many become mean and spiteful, lashing out at everyone just to protect themselves from any one finding out how scared they are. Some turn inward and hold it all inside, just knowing they are the only one that feels this way. Some ignore it and move on and never look back and therefore never understand what makes them so cold and why they never get close to any one. Then some turn to God and embrace the fear and submit to the fact that they can not handle it with out him.
Fear can be a demon that haunts you. Fear can be a friend that tells you when to run. But don’t be afraid to live, because of fear. It is not there to keep you from living but to help you realize when you are living. When you hart beats fast because of fear, you are alive. Maybe that’s why we look for the thrill, the next roller coaster ride, because when our stomach goes up in our throat and our harts beats out of our chest, we live again.
The fear of death is the greatest fear of all. What will happen? Where will I go? I don’t want to die!!! This is one fear that will come true, you will die. But when, is up to you. You can chose to die of fear and spend a life time dead to the world all around you. Or you live with fear and understand your not the only one. When you learn to live with it, you can help others and pull them out of the fear. And then maybe, just maybe you both will learn to live and embrace fear and not be afraid.
If I could only take my own advice, maybe I would not be so fat. We all deal with fear in different ways, we all have our battles. I hope some day I can help someone; help them realize we are all the same, we are all afraid. Then maybe they will help me too. Will it be you, will you fight beside me, can we draw swords together? I can’t do this alone, God insist we do it together. I wait by the battle lines, I wait for you.
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