I, like probably many women, struggle with fear. More specifically it’s the fear of failure. I have an idea, a goal, or a dream that I get really excited about. Then fear whispers into my heart, “you’re not smart enough, creative enough, cool enough, brave enough, or good enough. You’re going to try to do this big thing and you’re going to fall flat on your face. Then everyone will know the truth – you just don’t measure up.” So I put off my dreams and tell myself that it’s better not to try than it is to fail. Lies. All of them.
Then a louder voice comes pounding through the rest. In a loud and commanding, yet tender and loving voice HE tells me that I am fearfully and wonderfully made… by Him. That I am everything He made me to be and He has beautiful dreams and plans for me if I would just believe Him. He whispers words of love, grace, mercy, strength, and confidence…
“There is no fear in love. But perfect love drives out fear, because fear has to do with punishment.”
1 John 4:18
Will you pray for me? I’ve started a project, a big one, that fear has told me is impossible for years now. I’ve been dancing around the perimeter of this dream for so long, and I have finally chosen to jump in and go for it. No fear.