Typically, I’m a bit of a scaredy cat.
Seriously. Ask Mark. When we’re driving though mountains, I’m holding on as if we are already headed off the cliff.
I’m not a rollercoaster rider. Except at Disney. I trust the Mouse. But anywhere else? Not happening.
When I stay by myself at night, I am convinced that a serial killer is hiding in the woods outside my bedroom window. #thankscriminalminds
When I go to the doctor, I’m convinced that a previously undiscovered sickness will be my diagnosis. #thanksgreysanatomy
I’m not a huge fan of flying either. YES….I understand that it’s the safest form of transportation. YES….I understand that plane design is more aeronautically secure than ever before. And YES, I understand that I am in a metal tube hurling through the air, with only my seatbelt and flotation device available to save my live should the need arise. And that’s only IF my seat back and tray table are up and in the proper position. So there’s that.
I guess you could say, when push comes to shove, I’ve always chosen safety.
But lately, playing it safe has become unsettling. Because I’m discovering that my fearful tendency is spilling over into other areas of my life. Like my work….my relationships….even my faith. And I don’t like that feeling. It’s not who I want to be. In fact, it’s not who I’ve been created to be.
John 10:10 tells me this:
Bottom line…..when I living in fear, I’m not living the abundant life God planned for me.
So, things are changing in my world. I’m working really hard to be brave with the things that matter. And sometimes it’s hard. But.…just because something’s hard doesn’t mean it’s not worth doing. In fact, I’m beginning to believe that it’s in the hard that I find the things that are truly valuable.
I’m going to be brave in my relationships…..even if the relationship that I need to be the bravest in is the one I have with myself. I’m facing my demons, confronting lies that I’ve believed, and I’m going to be honest…..with me. I’m choosing to believe I’m who God says I am and I’m going to live like it.
I’m going to be brave in my job….learn new things….and actually try them. I’m going to be okay with not knowing, but I’m not going to be okay with not learning. I may have colossal failures, but I’m not going to be scared of failing. If I never fail, I’ll miss the value in succeeding.
And I’m going to be brave in my faith. There are people who need to know about Jesus. You may be one of them. You may not believe in Him at all, and that’s ok. But I’m going to be brave and tell you how He’s changed my life, and how He can change yours too. I’m going to tell you how much He loves you, in spite of you. I’m going to tell you that He’s good, even in the midst of the hard things. Because I know….I’ve been there.
Sure, I may still hold on for dear life when Mark drives, and in fairness, you would too. I’m not riding a roller coaster at a country fair, and I may never love flying……but I’m going to live life…by being brave and doing the hard things.
After all, just because it’s hard, doesn’t mean it’s not worth doing.