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

Welcome to Coffee Hour @ Chicklit Power and thanks for joining me today for the conclusion – I hope – of “Fears are like . . .” By the time you read this, I’ll probably be on my knees as I prepare to speak to law students who are getting either their master’s or doctorate degree in the field of law from Liberty University in Virginia! That’s right; I’m on the other side of the world from home! Grab your coffee and join me back on the beach, in the kayak and in the water. Oh, and I guess I should remind you that I’m screaming and having a crazy fit! 🙂 🙁 🙂

By now I’m literally hyperventilating at a pretty fast pace, and that slowed only a tiny, tiny bit when I felt George finally get in the darned kayak. I turned to make sure he was in, trying to grab some sort of comfort from his presence. My hyperventilating picked right back up as I heard the guy trying to push us out yell, “Sit up; stay straight. Turn around! Here we go. Begin paddling when –”

I didn’t hear the rest of his sentence because I turned just in time to see the wave coming at me and my scream froze in my throat as the water hit me, all of me and when I could hold my breath no longer, the wave had gone past us and I let out a huge scream of terror. I turned around and started begging George to take me back when the guy shouted, “Here comes another one!”

I was hanging on to the paddle for dear life and turned just in time to get overwhelmed by yet another wave. Everything inside me froze in terror as I waited for it to be gone, and waited some more. It felt like forever, like the water was building a wall around me to take me in. And then it was gone.

“Begin to paddle when I count to three!” The voice boomed from the back of the kayak.

I was gasping for air, shaking and shivering from more than the cold water.

“Don’t worry, honey. I’m not going to let anything happen to you,” George assured from right behind me.

One . . . Two . . .”

I lifted my head up just in time to see another wave coming at us.

Whew, I better let you go for now. Come back tomorrow and we’ll get to the revelation, hopefully, as long as I’m not drowning in waves of anxiety at Liberty University! 🙂

Blessings,

Evinda

 

P.S. Could you remember to bow your head in word of prayer for me at 3:30 p.m. Pacific time? It will be 6:30 in Virginia and I’ll be working through more fears as I prepare to speak His message to the law students there!

 

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

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