Fear

I wonder how much of my life is governed by fear, what do I do and not do because of fear. I love to write, I've written notebooks full of my thoughts and ideas. Most days I think that writing keeps me sane. But I am terrified of sharing the writing with others. Yet my heart aches and longs to write things that impacts that means something, that makes people think or even imagine this that make them change. I hesitate to post on here despite the fact that I am certain no one is actually reading this blog. (Most likely because I haven't told anyone about it.) All this fear while knowing that God does not want me to live a life of fear, He does not desire me to limit myself because of an emotion. Though I know He is fully aware of how fearful we humans are. He tells Adam and Eve to come out of hiding. He reminds Moses and Aaron not to fear, he tells Joshua about a zillion times. And yet it persists, and the enemy swoops in to remind and reinforce that all the fears could be well founded and why try to do something daring, something heroic anyway? Oh for a final solution and yet there isn't one. It is a daily walking, a battle to arrest the fear that creeps in and fend off the enemy that wants me to wallow in it. A daily battle.