Blog Every Day Feb: Day Three - Scared

Linking up with Bailey Jean for Blog Every Day in February!

Here are the prompts for both your benefit and mine. And because this fabulous shade of pink needs to be admired more.

Something that scares me... besides spiders hiding somewhere in my house???

When I was younger, I was petrified for skeletons. My family went put-put golfing at a pirate-themed course, and because there was a skeleton on the back wall, I didn't want to golf. At night, I was always imagining skeletons at the foot of my bed. Once, I got so scared of these skeletons that I slept in a crouching position on top of my pillow, which put me literally the farthest distance from the skeletons as possible. I told you I was petrified!

Nowadays, my fear of skeletons has calmed down to just a general dislike. I'm more afraid of accidentally burning my house down via cooking or leaving on the hair straightener. Also, I'm not terribly fond of crosswalks, and I'm pretty sure I'm justified in this concern.

Like Bailey, I struggle with being afraid of what others think of me. Some days aren't bad, but other days my every conversation is under the scrutiny of my insecurities and I want to hide in a cave and not let anyone know me.

I'm also afraid of missing God's will for my life. Some of this is a good, holy, fear-of-the-Lord kind of fear, and I'm glad to have that. But some of this is a selfish, me-based fear that doesn't believe God is good enough or that I'm good enough for Him or that He can use me whenever He wants.

How do I overcome these fears? The Word of God, the Blood papers, dialogue with my parents and close friends, and journaling and praying all help me get focused on the Truth. The truth is that I have nothing to fear, that God loves me so I don't have to worry what others think of me, that He is using me now in my flawed state, and that nothing I do can screw up God's plans.

Thank you, Bailey, for such a great prompt! If you would like to join the link-up, hop on over to Anchored in Love and share your story, what fires you up, and what scares you.

Testimony

Hello, readers, Well, some of you may know this and some of you may not know this, so I will tell you all once and for all what has happened to me in the past week.

On Wednesday, April 14th, 2010, at 6:40am, I was waiting to catch my bus to go to school. Oh no! I thought. I forgot to pray the Blood papers this morning! Usually when I forget, I can remember the ones that I pray all the time, like my mind or my heart or my affections. Today I remembered only the very end: "The Lord is a wall of fire all around me. The angels of the Lord encamp around me." I declared this promise over myself and boarded my bus, onto another day of school.

After classes, at 10:20am, I hurried from my classroom to the bus stop. I had some errands to run before I went to work at 12:30. At 10:21am, I was attempting to cross the street to get on the bus when I was hit by a car. The car hit my on my right side, and I went onto the hood, and then fell from the hood to the hard road below, landing on my left side. My left elbow bears testimony to the intensity of the fall.

I was able to stand up almost right away. The Lord is a wall of fire all around me.

I realized I had not broken any bones. Then angels of the Lord encamp around me.

A stranger came over to me and asked me if I was ok. I said yes. The Lord is a wall of fire all around me.

He asked if I knew what day it was. I said Wednesday. The angels of the Lord encamp around me.

He walked me over to the side of the road and helped me sit down. He asked if I wanted to see a doctor, and I said yes. He told me he would get Campus Security. They came in their truck, and after making sure I was not too badly injured, they called for an aid car. A fire truck came. After examining me, they repeatedly told me I was lucky. I smiled and said, "I know." The Lord is a wall of fire all around me.

The medic placed me in a C-collar to protect my neck, and then they strapped me to a board on a stretcher. I was placed in the aid car and then had to face probably the most painful part of my adventure: calling my mom. The medic dialed the number and then handed me the phone. "Mom?" I hesitated, not sure how to tell her. Do I tell her to sit down first? I wondered. Just break it to her, I concluded. "Mom, I'm in an ambulance..." Mom joined me in the ER a few minutes after I arrived. The nurses were feeling my body and checking my heart rate and blood pressure. "Everything seems fine," they told us. "What happened?" "I was hit by a car," I told them. The two nurses both gasped. "Wow," they said, "you're really lucky! It could have been a lot worse!" The angels of the Lord encamp around me.

I went home only two hours after getting to the hospital. Nothing was broken; I only have bruises and soreness. I missed one day of school and two days of work. My elbow's bruise is fading every day. I get massages! The Lord is a wall of fire all around me. The angels of the Lord encamp around me.