I know I am afraid of dementia which may be the cross I bear right now. Fear cares not what we choose to believe, it just rules...rules our thinking, feeling, doing and being. Us, in a word.
I shared at a meeting yesterday that I am scared...didn't go into the whys and wherefores, just "I am scared."
There! Proof of God in my life, as my voice. That I am in fear is no longer a secret, secrets having once been my way of life without my knowing they were the bane of my life.
I have learned, when I am feeling afraid, to invite my fear to come in, sit down, get comfy. God is here to hug us as we welcome our fear...all is well.
There...I'm not shaking now. I'm not ready to lead a parade, but I'm open to feeling my fear and doing the next thing...right or wrong, God's got us.
Hallelujah, God loves me so...you, too!
Thank you.
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