Fears are like . . . From Coffee Hour @ Chicklit Power

Welcome to Coffee Hour @ Chicklit Power and thanks for joining me today. Grab your coffee and let’s get back to the story. We are still on the freeway and I am stewing over my predicament of having a fun-filled day ripped out from underneath me because of my fear of the ocean. 🙂 🙁 🙂

I sat bunched in my corner of Joe’s car, the landscape just a blur of colors. Every now and then I would enter their conversation, but only momentarily.

It was while hunkered down facing the passing scenery that a part of the revelation came to me. It wasn’t an audible voice, so to speak, but more of a fleeting thought that kept coming back. Somehow my thoughts had quietly transferred from my fear to Chicklit Power Ministries, His ministry dedicated to helping and encouraging women toward wholeness, toward their Destination? Joyful! ™ The thought that kept running across my mind was this: This is how others whom you try to help and encourage feel about facing their fears!

Though I didn’t quite understand the reality of that revelation and it hadn’t sunk in just yet, I felt like a big wave had splashed me in the face for a reality check. I straightened up and faced the front, still somewhat lost in my thoughts, grasping for the depth of the main thought that was taking shape in my mind which was colliding with thoughts of some of the women our Father has allowed me to mentor in their unpacking process and their vocalization of their fears echoed in my heart.

While in their process, part of that process means they too are facing their fears. Each of them have shared their feelings of being scared of letting go of certain behaviors that keep then bound up and definitely away from their Destination? Joyful! ™, but that kind of fear didn’t feel like the kind of fear I was dealing with. However, I knew that before the day was over, more of the revelation would come to the forefront of my understanding.

I leaned back and began to relax again. My husband leaned into me, reminding me he would let nothing happen to me. I smiled to him but said nothing. I began to sing with the song that was playing on the radio and the one that came on after that. There’s something about Christian music that lightens the heart and rids the mind and soul of any fears. By the time we pulled into the parking lot and began walking toward Joe’s Kayak Shop, I was no longer convinced that I wasn’t going but neither was I committed to going. I was definitely on the fence.

Join me Monday to find out where I landed when I got off the fence! 🙂

Evinda

 

 

 

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One Response to “Fears are like . . . From Coffee Hour @ Chicklit Power”

  1. Jan Bachelor says:

    Okay, I am on edge waiting to hear if you puked and went or punked and waited in the parking lot! Ha