I do not usually struggle with insecurity or lack of confidence, I tend to be overly confident. Some have called me fearless. In truth, little scares me. When I find my heart trembling with fear, I’m quick to turn to God for confidence.
There have been exceptions. Years and years ago, before I married and “settled down” I spent some time traveling with Ringling Brothers. One Sunday afternoon, between shows, a friend wanted to introduce me to the flying trapeze. I tried to climb the rope ladder and froze about half way up. I wasn’t about to go higher and I was afraid to come down. I don’t go off the high dive at the pool because once you’re up there, down is the only place to go. Maybe it’s control issues. I don’t snow ski because releasing myself at the top of a steep, slippery surface loaded with dangerous hazards like rocks and trees and turning myself over to the forces of gravity seems foolish. Some of the hazards are hidden or too subtle to avoid during a rapid descent. Why tempt fate?
Child rearing has been a major exception. My last post was all about my insecurities regarding the kids and trusting them with things like Internet access or other worldly influences. Maybe my fears are valid there, but trusting God is the best viable response to any fear.
God has chosen us, we’re His adopted children.
Praise God! As long as I am remembering to turn to God in times of trial instead of trying to figure out how to solve problems without Him, I’ll do fine.
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